Tuesday, February 15, 2022

gooey and awful

when i read a poem
about nature,
about trees and flowers,
all of that,
when the poet starts naming
all of these exotic
plants,
i want to throw the book
across the room.
despite the fact that i've
written many
poems about such things.
most of them pretty
gooey and awful, but
as a writer you have to
throw a bird into the mix
once in a while.
a whale, or fish, or 
a sandy beach, a lagoon.
it's expected.

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