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To an old friend
by Gary HoffmannWe never write anymore
I check on occassion, hoping you've posted something
or that I have something to post
to be read by people sitting at their computers
as if that's any worse than being Published
and read in coffee shops or living rooms
We used to talk about poetry
Sitting long hours entreating our respective muses
for that inspiration which was the entrate
of our hours and days of waiting
Is this even poetry?
towards this or that we wrote
Have I so dulled my senses with science
that the poetical physics I once envisioned is gone?
I'm no Whitman,
but when did we stop seeking that expressiveness
that transcends the limitations of language?
Write. Keep writing the words in your heart
that once flowed so easily.
Write and I will write.
Inspire me again, old friend,
that we not forget we once were poets. 03/13/2005 Posted on 03/14/2005
Copyright © 2025 Gary Hoffmann
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Howe on 03/14/05 at 10:08 AM i can so relate to this as a friend of mine took their library from here and i miss it. fortunately the person emailed a recent work and again i was inspired to put pen to paper. this is a good read :) |
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