A TAO OF POETRY
(an excerpt)
—Sam Hamill
Each word carefully
tied to the next, the poem
is a net, and no
single knot is strong enough
to bear the burden alone.
Some nets are small, cast
for shrimp or herring. Some nets
are meant to hold whales.
In the ecology of
the poem, the fish is not
prey, but the surprise
catch of the day, a diamond
in the coal, a way
of awakening to something
just beyond what words can say.
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—Medusa