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A Poem Devises
by Deborah Russell



Against my will, a will of its own -
a poem devises an attack of adjectives
The brutality of verbs and nouns
that patriotically reinvent themselves
The poem's essence spreads lazily
across fields, distant, mountainous forms
It is misty, sultry, undefined and unknown
The complex, invisible lines through which
existence is perpetual, an energy, a motion
that travels incognito, taking on form after form
The poem that adapts and addresses itself
The poem that changes the existing world
And all that's known is suddenly foreign
The tongue and hand becomes confused
in tangled, twisted nonsensical strands
A poem as it was, is, and is to be
The poem of the beginning -
all things between - and the end.  

 

 

 


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