after Archibald MacLeish's poem of the same name
A poem should be smooth, worn slick as supper plates waiting in warm water going cold as the night wears itself out. Damp as a basement with graffiti-rough walls, no college degree in sight. A poem should shoulder the burden. A poem can't do the dishes because it’s too busy doing nothing. A poem is the time between when I realize I don't love you and the day I say it out loud in an empty room. A poem takes its time. Running, as the mountain pulls me close, boulder by boulder, my legs gasp poetry under their breath. Leaving, as the elk bounded from the meadow the night of blazing vodka stars. A poem should be equal to: open windows. The way the curtains catch the sunlight, paint a perfect slant across the linen. For love the crooked house and two hands in the dishwater - A poem should not mean but be.
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