Poem of the Week
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
THE WOODS ARE FULL OF POETS AND EVERY TAXI-DRIVER HAS A NOVEL by Fritz, Leah
If it were only so
(tygers in all the forests
a song to every meter
the whittling of words
outside the general store)
if only it were so!
poets are radioactive, they breathe
fire to ignite your eyes; even
in a proletarian age
they die elite
of their own burning truths.
(along the highway river and traffic
throb the driver’s tale and
in the woods there is
an ominous ticking)
Copyright © Leah Fritz 2012