The Good Poem

Joan Mitchell

Joan Mitchell

The good poem
is but a snap`shot
captured by an eye
filtered thru a heart
mulled on by a mind
scratched on a chip
pared to simplicity
edited air`brushed
then laser`printed

A moment in time
the telling of which
would take the hour
yet for sparse brevity
tells what is necessary
for a viewer to stand
shoulder to shoulder
with a versographer
capturing a wonder

“The purpose of poetry is not to create literary criticism.
It exists to delight, instruct, and console living people
in the sloppy fullness of their humanity.” ~ Dana Gioia


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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3 Responses to The Good Poem

  1. we both seem to have been after captured moments today

    Liked by 1 person

  2. rivrvlogr says:

    “capturing a wonder” – and defining it, as here


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