The Poet’s Fictions (A Poem)

THE POET’S FICTIONS

 

No hurry, no preference;

Nothing simple,

Nothing personal. One fire,

Great silence.

 

Bring your rebellion.

Bring your solidarity.

Imagine the bent nail,

The struggle, the birth.

_____

1l split

About Santi Tafarella

I teach writing and literature at Antelope Valley College in California.
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