through his work I know him

Poem #108 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

I know this man
well

I have read
every one
of his books

I have studied every word
of his prefaces

the headings
for each chapter

I have looked into
the style
of his prose

the structure
of his verses

I know this man
very well

I have established
his character

I know
what he loved

the ways he was inclined
toward violence

he has no
secret
from me

I have read
the way his mind opens
the way it closes
as draughts blow
through his doorways

he is revealed

to me

I do not think
that I
would care anymore
to meet him

Bachelard and me Poem #109: gun

Frank Prem Poetry