A Tough TradeA Poem by Leslie PhilibertA Kind of Manifesto
Poetry is a tough trade,
you need a good ear and a good eye. You need to be a word mechanic, working on the fine tuning, You need to have hands greasy with ink. it`s nothing to do with weeping willows or broken hearts. Moons are not blue and flamingos not pretty. So please stop banging on about the stars. You just have to look for the special moment, when,for a second,everything comes together. You have to wait, you can`t force it. She always speaks like we all do, all the words together,not like a book. She says everything like some kind of mantra, iwishiwasdead, iwishiwasdead. As I said,a tough trade.
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11 Reviews Added on December 25, 2011 Last Updated on December 30, 2011 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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