I barely exist. Keep that in mind
If you decide to come looking for me.
A man who passes without speaking
To others, whose name is unknown,
Who lives in a house that is hidden
By hedges from anyone who might
Drive down my street. I'm known
As agreeably blank where I work,
One of those who's not given
To voicing opinions, and, though
I write poetry, nobody reads it.
Do you see now? I barely exist.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-09-18 at 15:17

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Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
Very much enjoyed, Larry. We particularly like the alliteration in the 'house that is hidden by hedges', and the description 'agreeably blank'.

Members of Coo & Co echo your appreciation for being read here, at PoetBay :>)

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
When I said that nobody reads my poems, I meant that no one in the larger world reads them. I deeply appreciate that you, my colleagues, read them.

Some poets consciously choose to be recluses, and they enjoy being non-existent. Take for example, Han Shan or Arun Kolatkar. Reading your poem makes me feel like the choice is rather forced, and the speaker seems lamenting over it. Anyway, I like the potency of the poem, and the way it conveys a lot in so few lines. And don't worry, Larry, we all here read your poems. ;)


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Well, I read every single one of your poems and sometimes I don't find the words to comment on them. Your poetry is so real and sometimes sad. From what I read in your poems, I think there are many more people than you realize who think about you every single day.