They Are Afraid Of The Ordinary Poem by RIC BASTASA

they are afraid of the
ordinary
so they stand still, stare at an object
that long
to really take all the details and put them
all again,
the target is the beautiful
that which gives the awe and the wonder
the flame of curiosity
towards a certain perfection which they can
put on the table for you
perhaps to cause an envy
of what you have not seen
and written

i do not fear the mediocre
the shallowness of a memory
the fun of what is not so beautifully crafted
and so i do it every moment
i please myself and that is purpose enough.
in a second, it will still be
my own imperfection.