Each threshold crossed a point of no return;
“Enter” by Steven R. Robertson
each turn of the door knob a turn of fate.
Take each step boldly, confident you’ll earn
access to behold some mystery great
with import or delight, that dawn will break
on an undiscovered country with stores
of adventure and peril that can slake
the greatest thirst––all this and so much more
awaits you on the other side of every door.
Robertson spent November 2020 writing a poem a day, the above being his first offering (I hope he doesn’t mind me copying it here.)
Poetry is a difficult art, easy for good-hearted folk to do badly. That’s isn’t a sin, of course. If they enjoy crafting their poems, who can say they have wasted their time? Robertson’s poems are rather good, each in a different style. The one above is a Spenserian Stanza.
Short poems like these are a bit like flash fiction; they present you with an idea or emotional picture and sometimes a clever turn of phrase, but they are easily sipped up and forgotten. Reading these things within a social group may motivate readers to pause long enough to reflect on them. Do blogs still provide that kind of social group, or has the world moved on to shinier things?
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