The Archaeology of Poetry

Writing a good poem
Is like creating something exquisite
Out of shards of random rubble.
Inspiration is the mysterious impulse that moves a poet
To articulate them into something wonderful.
In other words,
A poet is like an archaeologist,
His poems are already inside him
Like relics waiting to be dug up,
Dusted off,
And put on display.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Bowring Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 10:16 AM
This is a great, well written poem Jim. Very clever. A poet’s mind is indeed an intriguing one and many treasures can be discovered. Really enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing. Blessings to you. :):)
Slaughter Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 10:23 AM
Thank you, Christina.
Warlov Avatar
December 17, 2023 at 12:53 AM
The Borneo Indians likened "Mind" to a cave. My understanding of "Mind" is that it is collective and cannot be separated from "The cultural mythos". "Random rubble", like echoes received from 'the cave wall', may impart the promise of some undiscovered treasure; a "Rosetta Stone" or maybe just "The fountain of youth". Poets are the primary moral-arbiters of civilization. Keep up the good work!
Warlov Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 12:06 PM
But you have to admit, we're usually the first to complain. ~ My pen name is not an 'omage to our literary forebears.
Slaughter Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 10:23 AM
Thanks, Robert, but I have to disagree with your last statement. At most, I think, perhaps, poets can only observe and comment. Being a "moral arbiter" is much too heavy a responsibility.
M  Avatar
December 16, 2023 at 3:58 PM
Oh l really like this Jim…..love the way you explained poetry….Clever! Debx
Slaughter Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 10:21 AM
Thank you, Deb. Well, it was my vain attempt, at least.
De Beaulieu Avatar
December 16, 2023 at 3:46 PM
Hello Jim You said this very well. It will be my fav. Merry Christmas. /Darlene/ Enjoy your evening.
De Beaulieu Avatar
December 19, 2023 at 8:10 AM
Hello Jim, You are welcome. Happy holidays to you. /Darlene/
Slaughter Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 10:20 AM
Thanks so much, Darlene, and Happy Holidays to you, too.
Bauer Avatar
December 16, 2023 at 12:35 PM
this is very cool, jim! i guess that's why so many poems are never found (or aren't dusted off sufficiently!)...
Slaughter Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 10:19 AM
Thanks, Ilene.
Warlov Avatar
December 17, 2023 at 1:14 AM
The process of achieving blinding sparkle if I may. A poem belongs to itself- its own truth. Careful how you strike the diamond's fissure or you ruin the stone.
One Avatar
December 16, 2023 at 11:22 AM
Interesting analogy Jim and I can see your point..
Slaughter Avatar
December 18, 2023 at 10:17 AM
Thank you, S O.
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