I saw the death

I read the obituaries
in my Saturday paper

saw
to my dismay
that poetry
had died

I ran
to a contemporary
anthology
to try to see
the truth
for myself

only words
in some kind
of funereal array

there was no
story
it had died

there was
no connection
it had died

no communion
no meaning
no spur
to be remembered

died
d-eye-d
dyed
day-ead
dead

the words I saw
still somehow
jittered

pre-rigor

but no ideas
no touch no feel
no heart
to bring them
together

I read the obituary

I saw
and read
the sad death
of my craft

~

19 thoughts on “I saw the death

    • There will always be poems, Anne, and people writing them. But … what is mainstream published and presented to an unsuspecting general public is pretty awful – posturing, pretentious, sophistry etc etc.

      For the general public, I believe it might as well have died.

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