An Evening Of Poetry Poem by Richard G Berg

So it said
On the bookshop door
Full of poets
All four

Aiming to fill
The room
Of buyers
A score

With their breathless scraps
Sounding like beauty
Whilst outside
Unavailing rain taps

Four poets scan
The shelves
For poets who came before
And stayed away
From this frightful chore

The listeners lean
Towards the rain
Asking has it flowed fully
Down the drain

It was an evening
Of poetry
Not an evening
For poetry


Richard G Berg
August 2021