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How To Encourage Others To Write Poetry

by Johanna May



I will say it's alright
There is a place for traffic rage.

It does not have to rhyme,
To unfurl stiff hours.

We thought abundant to give away,
Without naming it.

Here is pain in cursive,
poetry is the promise of its loss.

Certain as bones stretching
to fill bigger spaces.

The hollow cathedrals of our craniums,
filled with man-made hymns.

This world declared relevant,
why not this hobby?

Be it a bullet point above,
knitting and watercolours.

WHEN YOU WRITE
it is a remnant of the old pain

Speaking, each beat aligns somewhere.
A flap of unspecified wings

A language
That does not belong to any age.

An animal
that has no concept of a cage.

11/11/2018

Posted on 11/11/2018
Copyright © 2021 Johanna May

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/11/18 at 04:41 PM

Nicely put Johanna...and nice to see you post again.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/12/18 at 02:25 AM

It's great to read you again, Johanna! I really enjoyed this!

Posted by Rob Littler on 12/16/19 at 07:58 PM

duck duck goosebumps!

Speaking, each beat aligns somewhere. A flap of unspecified wings A language That does not belong to any age. An animal that has no concept of a cage.

I couldn't agree more, more or less, with your insightfulness... the aligning of not past to now for nice continuity of promise tomorrow, but the intense knowing that pain is now and not now, as if those memories were in our cellular data centers before they happened... ribosomal jibberjabber like a secret protein shake... and I like you are so SO SO SO sneaky to say language that doesn't belong to any age...which I totally bit on and let myself read to myself and think "... not OF any age." Which I think I love about your wit...because you kind of have such a nice jab, that makes my face feel like it is doing you a solid by letting itself get peppered with such salty entendre...only to be hoodwinked with the rightly timed left cross when I posit the postulate that language belongs to not to "Any" age could also belong to ALL ages. Then I have this urge to watch Cloud Atlas with window shades open.

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