sacred and solemn

Poem #221 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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it became
his custom

before beginning to read
a poem

any poem at all

he would allow himself
a meeting
with a moment
of silence

he needed
that moment
to
compose himself

to find
the degree of solemnity
that he felt
a poem
deserved

for
in the body
of a poem is buried
the sacred act

that is
creation

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© Frank Prem 2018

Bachelard and me Poem #222: drawing an idea