August 22, 2003

Poem for Rana

"Ah, poems amount to so little when you write them
too early in your life.

You ought to wait and gather sense and sweetness for a whole lifetime,
and a long one if possible, and then, at the very end,
you might perhaps be able to write ten good lines.
For poems are not, as people think, simply emotions
(one has emotions early enough)
- they are experiences.

For the sake of a single poem, you must see many cities, many people
and things, you must understand animals, must feel how birds fly,
and know the gesture which small flowers make
when they open in the morning...

More... (from WhiskeyRiver)

Posted by fred1st at August 22, 2003 07:37 AM | TrackBack
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Thanks Fred. If we could always remember it's all just poetry in the making.

Posted by: Rana at August 22, 2003 12:01 PM

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