Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Writers' Block

Poet's Sleep, 1989, by Chang Hong Ahn


New writer on the block
looked for rooms to let
the inspiration percolate.

Blank wall, blank page
hand cramped around dry pen.
The only view:
the empty hopes and bones
of tenants past.

Lay down your head
to sleep, perchance to dream up
a gripping tale
full of wit and pathos
and signifying everything
to hordes of eager readers.

On the off chance,
neighbors with glass hearts
jostle for position,
prepare to cast their stones.



9 comments:

  1. Who'd want to be a poet living near neighbours like that?! Everybody's heart is fragile, let alone glass ones...

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  2. Sharply inventive; beautifully written.

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  3. I enjoyed this!! ** (happy when I satisfy even one eager reader.)

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  4. If one is allowed to have favourites, this qualifies.

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  5. Excellent...my fave this week as well...

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  6. Liked this very much. Stanza two is my favorite!

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  7. This is exquisite, Teresa - well worth it's favourite's spots!

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  8. well thought out! Beautifully written.

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  9. so glad you dropped the needle for a bit :)

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