the poet

imagism/minimalism as Mystical crystals reflecting your Wonder -- the gender change is intentional as I wanted to give the sense that the Poet is a naked Heart and in the Garden of naked Hearts such distinctions as Race or Gender are unessential --

a poet is like a sphere
with his centre everywhere
and her circumference nowhere

her pen bursts
with tachyon trails
revealing timelessness

a formless undiscovery
of territories without maps
realizing unknowns

he writes with stillness
and soundless rhythms
only the Heart can hear

the play of invertendo
innuendo and rhyme
as ripples on a dream

unraveling eyes
dismember the dead
forms and rituals

read --
then the poet is
reborn, numinous

Author's Note

-- the penultimate Artist is to recreate in wonders -- -- I've come to the idea of late that Romanticism at its best embraces the Mystic plain-speak I've alluded to in these present pieces. For instance, 'To kiss the beloved with the same kiss the beloved kisses me and in that kiss live for eternity,' speaks plainly yet captures the Romantic elements well. I write like this in my more lyrical pieces but I've been trying on this imagism/minimalism which I find to be a Yang/harder form which tends to little crystals strewn about glittering many reflections in the reader. My limits probably and not the form per se. Still I wonder at the play of each form -- we change as change makes us evolve --

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

to be honest. i am dead inside this morning. the cafe thing was only the capstone. I was looking for a sign and this sign is pretty darn irrefutable...but
I am also a reader and lover of poetry and writing and those who are gifted to create. So I am here reading - in awe...YOU are a REAL poet. I'm blessed to know you.

[Ice QueenJen]

I found the way you write wonderful, you give a certain visualization to the reader. Not only does he have to think about what you wrote, but take in and savor each verse. Very good writing Jody.

[Vanessa Whiteley]

This is so simple and uncluttered and yet it says a lot. The lack of punctuation works well on the whole but I wonder why you add a comma at the end and nowhere else. You paint a beautiful picture of the artisitic process:

a formless undiscovery
of territories without maps

[Blue Bard]

A poet is like a sphere. I cannot think of a better introductory sentence. The rest of the poem is good as well, with a lazy circular feel that expounds that first fine metaphor. You have done the minimalist well. It's hard not to be choppy in this form, but you manage not to. One thing, in the first two verses you switch between genders. Is that intentional? I guess it could be if you are relating the poet as a wholeness, male and female he made them and such. Excellent work.

[Steven Williams]

I found this to be brilliantly written. I love the comparison of a poet to sphere. It's almost as if you are comparing a poet to the universe. Like a poet is his or her own universe in a way. With lines such as:
"a formless undiscovery
of territories without maps
realizing unknowns"

to me this verse is just like the universe, there are parts unknown that we have no maps of. And when the poet is gone all one has to do is

"read --
then the poet is
reborn, numinous"

and it is almost like reincarnation or the big bang theory or any ideal that one might believe in. I might have read too far into it, maybe i read in the wrong direction, but I felt the spirituality and the genius of this piece. Thanks for sending it to me to read. I am glad I did.

Great job!

~Stephen

[jeRRy.whaLLey]

-- a Poem becomes a Garden of Hearts where you and I are distinctions that no longer apply -- like Lovers wrestling as one under the Moon and under the Sun -- like that kiss -- to kiss the beloved with the same kiss the beloved kisses me and in that kiss is an eternity -- that convergence of Time and Space as Now and Here brought together: nowhere -- I look in the mirror and often end up laughing hysterically -- it's my undoing I'm really laughing about -- well I laugh about every small thing these days -- or i cry -- sometimes I just look and see the beloved in me and she smiles back -- how did Rumi put it, "You can not see yourself without a mirror, Look at the Beloved, sHe is the brightest mirror." A Poem should be like that, as a mirror --

[C. Harter Amos]

I love the imagism/minimalism of the writing here. It's complex in its simplicity, & truly beautiful. Plain-speak, you call it. So direct and full of meaning in all the spaces between what is written. I've always thought we start out simple, get more complex until we ultimately go full circle back to simplicity, so that simplicity is the ultimate complexity. Guess that sounds more like double-speak than plain-speak! Just love this piece though! I'm missing the meaning of the title and would appreciate knowing why it's named "kill the poet" unless you think minimalistic writing kills the beauty & meaning of the poetry itself? - Mimi.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A beautiful write. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Cdnsurfer]

A wonderful piece, Jerry, filled with your joy for life and love. Always appreciate reading this pieces of your, with the intoxicating brew of joy and playful words. Well done.

[Ken Simm.]

A line across the ether. The poet bisects the sphere with this line. remarkable

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

A wonderful, abstract notion of the poet - well written and luminous. Thank you for sharing.
Love and Light,
Siddartha