Kevin’s poetry — and frankly, his ability to consistently crank out such creatively elegant stuff — impresses me. Here’s my favorite bit of his most recent poem:
So here I am, now, turning her into a poem
and then pushing her out the door of my mind on a raft of words
into your ear, dear reader, dear listener,
hoping only that she finds anchor in some friendly port
on the other side of the world.
Good poems make me want to try to write good poems. And that’s how it’s supposed to be.
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Paul Wilkinson // May 10th 2007 at 1:41 am
The only poem I can remember writing from school days went something like this…
I don’t know why I do it
I guess it’s plain to you
But every time
I write a line
I screw it up
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Susan Sedro // May 10th 2007 at 4:21 am
Bud,
Thanks for sharing that delicious poem. Makes me remember how much I enjoy poetry.
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