The Poet Pondered 7.17.2014

The Poet Pondered


The poet pondered over

Night dreads, terrors, sweats:

Night solitude –

Its message

And its usefulness.


It is the night –

Something about the night.

It is the mini-death

Night signifies, personifies; embodies.

The ultimate aloneness

And the silence.


She pondered

And she understood

Within a breath.


The next step was

To overcome it.

Help the others –

Sisters, brothers.

Poet’s task.


But then,

At this point

She can only ask –

And when she cures the mare of night

Give out

The remedy.


The Poet Pondered 7.17.2014

Birth, Death & In Between II; Nature Of & In Reality;

Arlene Corwin

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