Poetry is
the languaging
Of
Interstices,
The mysterious & in-between
And
Not
yet
substantive.
(Poetry is )
the composition of
slippery feeling,
Fall between fingers.
Recalcitrant and ineffable,
Refusing
Interpretation
Or
Containment
or
“Easy”
(Poetry is)
word loosened and ambulatory
Freed
from Creator’s discipline
Only to be ensnared by Reader.
Captive
Yet again,
If only briefly
…………………………………………
Poem written by Dr. Allison Mitch. Work is copyright protected. Please cite accordingly.
This piece was inspired by my mother-in-law, after a conversation about the ambiguity of poetry – deep bow to her as well as conversations and writings by Audre Lorde and Tracy K. Smith.
For more information about Allison’s poetry, women’s circles, or other offerings, please email wildwomaninthesuburbs@gmail.com