Max Reif

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.39) The Greatest Poem - Poem by Max Reif

The greatest poem
is the one you're writing,

sparks flying from your pen
as from Vulcan's furnace,

hand and arm lubricated
and calibrated with a mind

that's up on a ladder
at its far end,
hopefully receiving notes
from an angel or two—

fresh bread,
Rumi called it,

a little piece of Soul,
'out there' and sculpted
to perfection...

or near perfection,
you see the next day
as you fix a flaw
that's appeared overnight,

and a few more
the day after that. Then

the Life-force flows
into a new creation,
this one has hardened
and is left to feed the birds,

and some day when you've
forgotten about it completely,
you'll come upon it again, feel awed,
and wonder, 'Who wrote that? '

Comments about .39) The Greatest Poem by Max Reif

  • (1/15/2007 10:20:00 AM)

    Love this Max.... so true! Writing is a great journal to mirror the mind! You are right though, often you look and back and you're like...... what? ? Great poem! HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

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  • (4/2/2006 1:54:00 PM)

    I echo the others' sentiments - all true of a wonderful poem and poet. : ] Esther (Report) Reply

  • Brian Dorn (4/2/2006 11:46:00 AM)

    Max, brilliant write! Poems are like people, constantly striving to improve, but not always succeding.
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  • (4/2/2006 11:31:00 AM)

    A delightful write!

    Patricia Gale
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  • (4/2/2006 11:23:00 AM)

    And who indeed Max? I am enjoying so much of your work I’m not sure about perfect but why not say 'Profound, Priceless or Passionate..
    You are such a good poet in my eyes.Love Duncan
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2007

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