This is not a poet

This is not a hammer

Though the poem is not the sole feature of the post I choose to share it first.

Do take time to check out the whole post since it provides the context for the poetry.

My Papa once explained to me the genius of Poe’s poetry
In making language lyrical that was much inert;
Some tongues like French and Russian flow;
But English breaks upon the teeth
Unless we pull chords deep
Beneath; deep beneath
The surface

Struggling (mired in A,B,C), remembering he who sired me;
Limited to words, my own, chop\py though they be;
These fingers English keyboards know,
Grasp flailingly at fleeting dreams
Although it’s then I truly
See; truly see him. (..)

https://skepticskaddish.com/2021/01/14/this-is-not-a-poet/

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