We write beginnings,
ends with little in-between,
to capture left-unsaids on lines
too small. The should've mentioned,
by the by--by the way, we love you.
We'll miss you. You'll never be
replaced.
As if integrity is found
in the bend of Bs, the bell
curve of self-respect in one S;
that noble G, lone trumpet to years
that go and get. An R for risk--
the whisper-shout of P to prove,
pursue professionalism.
As if one word, a phrase enjambed
in a stream of shaky stanzas,
can say what we could-not-never-
did: conquer well-intentioned clichés,
remain poignant. As if poetry can
move the world or reach the masses,
make careers--save a life.
As if.















Comments
b)I love the way you describe the letters, and wouldn't change the content of the poem, but I'm not sure what I think about the line breaks. they seem to fragment the "thoughts" of the poem. Is that intended?
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