February 5th, 2007

(sorry February 4th)

Was it Brigham Young who said to
Stay on your knees until you
Felt like praying?

Someone said it.

I wonder if it is the same for
Poetry.

And then I wonder if it was the same for
Frost, who carefully crafted each word
Like a stencil on a fragile canvas.

So I sit here, eyes drooping
In front of an awake mind.
Waiting for the poetry to come.

The process became the poetry.