Twice Born
…read the young poets who speak life
and existentialism the way budding seedlings
protrude from literary soil yearning daylight
as if human hands extending upward
for a place in the world given their hue likens
to multicolored blossoms twice born
as prose leading somewhere while most often
nowhere and for the sake of being…
© emmett wheatfall
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I cannot speak for my poetry, my poetry must speak for itself.