Jeffrey Philip Clegg

Rookie - 3 Points (09/12/1959 / Macon, Georgia)

Wood Or Wouldn'T? - Poem by Jeffrey Philip Clegg

I was on a hill,
reading
from a book containing
a poem by Allen Ginsberg,
about sitting on a hill
with Jack Kerouac,
and how they were looking
at a metallic sunflower
powdered with the dust of
industry,
and I wondered whether
they too
had seen things
in dusty trees that
you people
wouldn't believe
or
wood...
not leaf alone.

As I leafed through
a few more pages,
more images blossomed,
and I wondered whether
poetry,
as a rule of fingers
and thought,
blooms and grows
forever.


Comments about Wood Or Wouldn'T? by Jeffrey Philip Clegg

  • (6/20/2005 3:13:00 PM)


    One of your best. Great write. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/19/2005 8:13:00 PM)


    You already know that I like this one....Love the rule of fingers line and mentioning Kerouac is always good. I love the way you play with words...and in this one...they all fall into place just perfectly...Good one! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2005



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