Monday, January 04, 2016

well, it's not too bad
the weekend was wonderful
in its way too deep love
and a magical walk in
the rain to work this
morning very busy
thot of cavafy a hundred
years ago hunched over
his desk at the ministry
of irrigation in alexandria
a steady job that allowed
his mind to flight
and when the old poet
got home to his books
pen and secret sex photos
[cavafy wrote a poem about
buying such a photo]
the job supported the poetry
i am not trying to
make a direct comparison
between the great poet
and me but i think
what is poetry for
if not to hold dear
to the heart and say
to the self that this
was made for you
and me


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