TEN RULES OF POETRY #2, #3, #4

RULES FOR POETRY, #2

You may write about anything:

clothespins

horse manure

the pattern on the underside

of a nuthatch’s belly.

 

You can’t write about a damned thing:

your mother

the lover who left

the deplorable state

of the world.

 

 

RULES FOR POETRY #3

Well consider grammar,

its all.

Worry about words,

their everything.

 

 

RULES FOR POETRY #4

Be afraid.

No matter what you write,

things will be revealed, secrets

you have concealed even from yourself.

Especially those.

 

Did you know, for example,

that you’re in love again?

Did you know that you never

liked your father, or the yellow cat?

That your house is on fire?

 

The witch who lives in the cave

under your bed knows everything,

throws everything into her cauldron.

So be afraid. You cannot know

what annealment will ensue.

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