For Bill
A poem is flawed or
A poem is flawed or
it has no purchase on the world
for his own reasons
God will turn it away.
for his own reasons
God will turn it away.
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A poem is polished
but must appear effortless
as if you’ve rubbed it with
your elbow in passing.
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A poem hesitates
line by line
for a poem knows nothing
not even who is speaking.
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A poem knows
so little it stutters
small asterisks
spits out stars.
spits out stars.
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A poem can begin its life
with nothing
but a patter of sounds or
a cadence of voices.
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A poem can begin its life
fully formed
with an end in mind that has
a man call his dog called Bone.
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A poem must believe it can
go over the page
even if it stumbles
in the attempt.
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A poem has a way
of leaning on words
so their hearts beat
louder than usual.
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A poem strings
the heart beats together
and is a small throat
to let out the sighs.
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A poem tiptoes
into people’s lives
and tiptoes out again
it will always wear disguise.
Mary McCallum
I have just got back my old hard drive and found a wealth of poems on it. This is one of them. I wrote it after former NZ Poet Laureate and Director of the International Institute of Modern Letters Bill Manhire talked to our MA class about his poetry in 2005.
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*from whence comes Manhire
FOR MORE TUESDAY POEMS -- CLICK ON THE QUILL IN THE SIDEBAR. Jen Compton is the guest poet at the TP hub this week with an Australian poet.
Congratulations to Wellington poet Diana Bridge who is the winner of the 2010 Lauris Edmond Award for Poetry worth $NZ1000.