For those of us who do,
there is a quiet
yet profound joy
in typing a poem.
But what’s more,
the sudden revelation and
lightning inspiration
when words flow
like honey from the brain.
And what’s even more
is the curious notion
which arrives just in time.
From where in hell
or heaven and earth
did that come?
Ah, the poem—
when it arrives
what a pleasant
and fulfilling
surprise...
Again and again,
it’s like trying
life on for size.
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Chris Hanch 6-13-2020
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