We don’t really publish poems and we seldom receive them for consideration. So we’re throwing this one up for its meta-criticism and nuanced relationship with itself.
The TRUTH about POETRY is that it is manmade –
it is not other-worldly or celestial or made of stardust like the most beautiful ones tend to purport.
The TRUTH about POETRY is that it expires –
it is not as timeless as it is ephemeral and that’s the reason people want so badly to preserve it.
The TRUTH about POETRY is that no matter how much of it I write, I am never happy –
tt does not bring joy to share my truth, it does not define me to write in rhyme, and it does not alleviate my depression to compose a stanza.
The TRUTH about POETRY is that through mediation, we are whole –
whether that mediation be a solo journey down a lined form or a conversation from couch to armchair.