Trapped Poem by Elaine Polin
Trapped
Blinded
by the light of poetry
Deafened
by its song
I strive
to see and hear
beyond the Word.
My pen spews
clots of ink
Blackening
white pages
The Poet
urges me to reach
beyond the edge
of space and time
But I am trapped
in the gravity
of my mind.
From beginning to end, there are a multitude of great lines in this poem. This style is a little bit different from you, but I like it. I rarely attemt this type of free verse, because I'm afraid of the line brakes...they never sound quite right when I make them, but you've accomplished them wonderfully. Excellent write, Elaine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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6/2/2024 5:57:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely, well written piece regards Tom