Soul, Life... Poem by RIC BASTASA

no poem teaches us poetry
not an ant

thology of laureated
poets, the books of grammar
teaches only

places and the pauses
like a flower arrangement

do you still have life?

it is the one that teaches
all things and leads you
to all places

grammar and then
metaphors of

what sorrows, lamentations,
grief, greed,

joys, ecstacies.
bliss,

it is the vase with water
the one in the garden that you choose to cut

and aver and adore

not books, not other person's poems
yours truly....


do you have a soul?

it is