And I like that.
I've been a poet for over 25 years. I have written a few good poems. But I don't know that I'll ever write a great poem. A poem one could insert in a college text book and not have it be picked apart. I'm actually comfortable in the knowing that I may not ever write that poem. I don't think anyone writes for that reason. You write because you have to. The chips fall where they fall.
The Suit
I am facing the growing possibility
That I will never own a suit in this lifetime
That if I do own a suit it will not
Be tailored to my proportions
But will have been made to fit another man
An important man long gone
I will wear your suit proudly
And I promise to never have it altered
To fit my dimensions
I will look in the pocket to see
If you have left me any instructions.
I start a lot of poems in a year. Less than I used to, but maybe 100-200. Maybe half of those I get to some form of completion, then about half of those I find worth even editing and polishing into a final product. This was a poem I started at the apartment earlier in the week, and I went to sleep hoping it was good. After thirty years of writing even before I put ink to paper I know if I'm writing the same poem I've written before. That knowledge can be devastating. Sure, there are poets who have had quite a success grinding out dozens of poems that all look the same, but I don't feel good about doing it.
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