Poet as Picker

Anne Moore

The poet is a picker
rummaging thru the barn
of a farmer too stubborn to die
his Depression expression
Fix it or do without

We pore over words
like tinkerers poking thru
nuts in old MJB coffee`tins for
one that fits our rusty bolt
with stripped threads

By sunset all we have
is a fly`wheel the farmer
had taken off his tractor the day
of his stroke   Every part
right where it’d fallen

An anvil & hammer
can come in handy if words
don’t want to fit  If the grammar
needs a drop of machine oil
to speed alliteration

“One other moved there, an old Chinaman
     gathering seaweed from the sea-rocks,
 He brought it in his basket and spread it
     flat to dry on the edge of the meadow.
 Permanent things are what is needful
     in a poem, things temporally
 Of great dimension, things continually
     renewed or present.” ~ Robinson Jeffers, Point Joe

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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4 Responses to Poet as Picker

  1. alas, I’ve broken many a word on my anvil – a most enjoyable poem

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Jane Swanson says:

    I can see that Chinaman on the sea rocks! Traveling through California we stopped at the home of Robinson Jeffers and Tor House. Beautiful coastline.


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