Not Fiction

A Novel is not a made-up thing,
a fiction surely, but ill defined
as a work of the imagination
When it's not
but more accurately a point of view
spun out
The characters taking themselves places
not imaginary
Surprising the writer
catching him unaware, as life itself
turns sweet or bitter
in a moment on the bus

And it's these moments on the bus
that make it all worth while, that pull
rather than push the work
Plot is simple, plot takes its own course
and when it's going well
I needn't steer, don't touch the wheel
just run along behind
trying to catch up and not be left
A film in my mind, all camera angles
not set to wait for sunsets streaming color
but trying to nail down the quality
of light that's there