A Prayer For Poets
Let a thing be what we say it is,
if a donkey is eating corn
let the donkey not be an allegory
nor the corn a corn byproduct.
Let us not despise readers
for not 'getting us'
when we did nothing to let them in,
and everything to keep them out.
Let every offering be a gift,
first from you and then from us.
Let 'Let this serve you well'
be both credo and apologia.
Do not let us fall down
the well of our awareness.
Neither let us feel special
Just because we hear music.
Lead us not into obscurity,
and deliver us from brilliance.
For thine is the poem
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- TWO LOVERS ON A PORCH IN THE MIDWEST, NICHOLAS CAMPBELL
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- DREAM TIME, NICHOLAS CAMPBELL
- ABOUT NOTHING, NICHOLAS CAMPBELL
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