Monday, April 30, 2012

Poem of the Day #3: "Butterflies"

The heart of poetry is in the universality of its imagery.  We understand, now, that a globalized world means that culture will eventually become homogenized.  (If you don't believe this, get lost in 9GAG or reddit for a few hours)  Because of this, the only truly successful poetry will be written by those who are willing to dig deeper into the core of their conceits.  

A fox ran through a
Meadow—his coat
And face aglow—
Chasing riches I could not see—
Perhaps could never know—
Yet well do I recognize
The joy in his toothy smile—
A feeling like seeing you again
When it has been awhile—

No comments:

Post a Comment