The First Time Poetry Won Out
I started
writing almost 40 years ago,
beginning with
short stories for kids
and then novels
for teens and adults.
I continued to
write all types of prose
for the next
twenty years, all the while,
shunning any
temptation to write poems.
However, they’d
pop out uninvited
and I’d stuff them
into an envelope
marked poems and
forgot about them.
At a writers
retreat I was asked to read.
I didn’t know
what part of a novel would do,
so I just read
one of my finished poems.
The audience’s
expressions showed me
my poem had
spoken in a way prose could not.
I got out that
old envelope of poetry hodge-podge.
I spent the
next several months on a booklet.
I realized writing
poems was like photography,
taking word
pictures of anything and everything.
That’s how
poetry won out.
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