To all the struggling writers….
We are Like Meditations in Emergencies
In the anatomy of art
Writers form the collarbone of universal language
Poetry is the hymn of respiration
Aliens breath poetry, it’s true
It unites people like nothing else
Prophets spoke in poems
The quotes of our greatest writers
Are like 2 parts poetry, 1 part philosophy
What does that say about us?
That our species are creators
We long for beauty and permanence
Only hyper aware of our mortality
So the throngs of writers gather
To celebrate, share and read a while
With a little tweet in your back pocket
When tragedy strikes, you want to be a poet
To shrug it off, to care more
Water off your back, now I’m waiting
For catastrophe to seem beautiful
The chilling events that make us modern
My eyes are vague from surprises
Each time my heart is broken
It makes me feel more adventures and serene
That the interminable list of
Themes, archetypes, sub-plots
Of my human experience
Might quantify and fall into place
That the catastrophe of my personality
Might collide with spring again
Perhaps I am myself again.
The AMP bookfair is going on in Minneapolis now.
Wuji Seshat 