clarity revisited


marketa looks through a file of my poems

until she finds these lines from a poem called   clarity on hwy 1


be clever. say it well. let the images speak for themselves—

but in the end there must be more than fog.


i know it is an older poem   i was using punctuation

i remember writing it   and i remember


the fog on hwy 1   north of san francisco

near point reyes   marketa says that my last poem


and many others   have been little more than fog

i would be taken aback by her bluntness


but i know her   and her motives   too well 

i also know she is right   i have lost myself in myself


i am clever   i say it well   i let them images speak for themselves

but in the end there is little more than fog






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Written on 2020-02-11 at 02:16

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MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
Visiting old poems can be a disturbing experience. But I like what you wrote in one of your earlier works: "let the images speak for themselves." That's a piece of great writing advice.