Monday, May 9, 2011

Poetry about Poetry

With no further ado, I present to you Poetics by A. R. Ammons. I do like a good poem during a relatively somber time such as this.  Thanks Kaleena.

A.R. Ammons

I look for the way
things will turn
out spiraling from a center,
the shape
things will take to come forth in

so that the birch tree white
touched black at branches
will stand out
totally its apparent self:

I look for the forms
things want to come as

from what black wells of possibility,
how a thing will

not the shape on paper -- though
that, too -- but the
uninterfering means on paper:

not so much looking for the shape
as being available
to any shape that may be
summoning itself
through me
from the self not mine but ours.

(a poem about form, about the poetry of nature, yes?)

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