There are three blades
On the fan
Spinning slowing enough
That you can see them
The blender
Blends frozen fruit
This poem hasn’t started out too well
But I’ll keep going
Cars speed by behind
It’s a sidewalk smoothie shop
And they make breakfast burritos too
The vacationers next to me
Talk about football
The shirts hanging from the roof
Of the gift shop next door
Blow in the wind
Alas
I’m only describing
This is what my editor was talking about
There’s got to be a deeper meaning
In order for it to be a good poem
In order for anyone to care
And I pushed back and said
If it is what it is than that’s it
It just is what it is and there’s nothing more
But maybe that’s why it’s not good poetry
We want to feel like it means something
And good art allows us to feel that way
So if a poem is just about what is
And it doesn’t make it mean something
The poem might be right
But good art isn’t about being right
And this is where I feel that art and my spirituality diverge
I see it for what it is
But then I don’t make it mean something
The first part is spirituality
And I fail to get to the art of the second part
February 14, 2023 at 09:49AM