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The Prompt for today is a word that has the prefix -in-.
Discussions of poetry sometimes center on whether the door of the poem is
locked, unlocked, or can be pushed open after some effort?
The preferred door is the one that takes a person of some strength to gain entrance.
I fell over a tree stump and hurt my back
can be unlocked by a small baby, weak and mewling.
Hospital need maybe
Oh, my no help the heavens open
requires a sumo wrestler to break down the door.
Billy Collins is referred to as an accessible poet.
Anyone can come in,have a cup of tea,
a conversation, and leave with no questions in mind.
Allen Ginsburg will bar the door with a heavy armoire and place
on top three sixty pound barbells. Streams of consciousness flow
down his paper, rivulets, drops, and oceans undammed. At times, inaccessible.
Ah, but the poem that lets you in the door after a push, takes you to a place somewhere in your life you’ve been before and then leaves you to ponder long after you’ve read ….. that’s the poem all poets strive to accomplish.
This, my friends, was not that poem.