Wordsworth wrote an endless poem in blank verse on” the growth of a poet’s mind.” I shall attempt a more modest feat for a more distracted age: a blog, “Things which a Lifetime of Trying to Be a Poet has Taught Me.”
Understanding is better than ignorance. But, no, in this case it does not help.
The breeze, a fickle partner in the dance,
Proceeds from leaf to leaf: “May I cut in?”
He whirls them ‘round, ‘til, giddy with romance,
He then moves on to where he has not been.
The leaves, left fluttering like human hearts,
Return but slowly to serenity,
Whereon another suitor’s airy arts
Stir them again to hope, most cruelly.
They’ll have no lasting peace until they lie
Beneath a blanket of the bitter snow,
For, dallying thus, then lightly passing by,
The teasing breezes never cease to blow.
But men have minds to understand their lot.
You’d think that it would help, but it does not.
Donald T. Williams, PhD
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