It is a plain craft when it's done well. |
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Clear in the MomentPoetry is among other things,plain thought A communication of moments one to one And yet it’s fashionable and publishable to obscure a vision in labyrinthine language, creating a kind of metered cross-word puzzle Labored over, Webster and Roget in hand, wandering and lost in poetic fluttered thought it becomes a run through fields, waving gauzy nets, hoping to pin down a chloroformed specimen Waiting for Godot in the pages of The New Yorker E equals MC squared is such a simple concept The formulation and proof beyond the capability of our more ordinary mind, an envelope pushed There’s true poetry in the complication of Einstein’s mind, simply presented, as a gift, clear in the moment |
![]() This poem is included in Jim Freeman's poetry collection THE SMELL OF TWEED AND TOBACCO available here in print or as an e-Book in your favorite formats. |