The Mystical Temple of Poetry
Once freed of boring prodigious
questions.
Once freed of all poetic forms.
Once freed of trying to impress
you with imagery.
Once freed of following all norms.
Then and only then, may I enter the
mystical temple of poetry.
Then and only then, the incense of me
rises to an aromatic alchemy,
Of such integral and truthful intensity.
That to differentiate the poet from the
poem, is a total impossibility.
September 26, 2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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