Issue 2:1 | Poetry | Robert M. West
4 Poems |
A true
poem first
finds its
way into
words as
flooding,
irresistible
forcebut
trades heat
over time
for
stability,
evens out
and settles
down,
cooling
at last
into the
crystalline,
immoveable
(and yet
moving)
object.
Writing Desk
Too little
of what
takes place
here (too
rarely in
the first
place) ever
does take
shape to
speak of.
Wed hunch down, held rapt
by the crawdads caught up in
our bucket-rapture.
1. The Dauphin
A borrowed fame equipped him for the race:
he bore his fathers name and wore his face.
2. The Populist
Each stop he made so many promises
his own top aides turned doubting Thomases.
3. The Spoiler
He took a twisted pride in tearing down
the side that didnt take him for a clown.
2000
Robert M. West