Shalom Freedman

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The Poetry Has Gone Out Of Me - Poem by Shalom Freedman

The Poetry has gone out of me
I am as blank as prose-

There is no force of feeling in me
Flat as a lox my words on the page-

I am the middle of the Midwest
Going on and on on the surface only-

I have no inside-
No wind shakes me-

Words are words and only words,
Detached from all emotion-

How flat stale not even weary and unprofitable can a blank confessional poem be?

The feeling of being without feeling
No feeling at all.

A lox inside and a lox on the page.

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  • Urshula Davis (8/14/2012 9:55:00 PM)

    I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS POEM! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! You are a genius! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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