and the gift is not
the writing, but the knowing,
knowing poetry
poems come and go
but the knowing stays
and grows; ask them,
they know that knowing.
And Sir forgive my impudence the greatness of a poet lies in the humility of his lifes poetry, , thank you for sharing.. We are humans before we transform ourselves into poets.. Cross Purpose as Mr David Hazell has put it wisely..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems come and go indeed. Is this what they mean by poetry in motion? :) Serene, M. t x