Aaron Barth Martinson

The Writer Weeps - Poem by Aaron Barth Martinson

Within a tomb
Or just a room,
A catacombs
Or just the place to kneel;
In terrible idol thought-
I saw the writer crying.

His instrument used;
But why the tears?
No idea is his own,
For imagination there is none;
Even God is done.
His influence is gone.

Comments about The Writer Weeps by Aaron Barth Martinson

  • Vipins Puthooran (12/23/2011 3:34:00 AM)

    I like this poem! ! ! A writer wanders and weeps for words here! ! ! ! !
    Plz read my poem/ art of heart
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 22, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 23, 2011

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