i came to a poetry circle one night, sort of randomly, and uninvited. i just listened...i wrote this, while i was there...it seemed to fit...


late night poetry readings...

i am watching them,
a circle of men,
listening to their words,
as they whisper thoughts of politics,
the meaning of life,
and the rules of poetry...
i watch, interested,
or more correctly, perhaps,
intrigued,
though to imagine myself in that circle,
impossible.
Streamlined and proficient,
producing modern works of art en mass,
such professors of life,
though who ever knew of a teacher
with no students?
i know of one.
actually, i know a circle of them...




Poetry by tony
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Written on 2006-06-30 at 09:17

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Zoya Zaidi
Very interesting take on poetic siorees..but they are good though for encouragement, inspiration...
**hugs***
Welcome to te bay!
love, xxx, Zoya
2006-07-13


C.B.Yamba
eloquent, well balanced, good flow, nice finish!
2006-07-02


Arti
I like the imagery - its realistic... Puts me right there, watching these poets in their circle.
Welcome to the bay!
2006-06-30


Kathy Lockhart
I enjoyed the images of this poem. I felt I was there in this circle of men. Wow, what a thought-a circle of men reading poetry-was this place in Heaven? lol Well done. kathy
2006-06-30