Thursday, October 25, 2007

Fresh

Fresh Poem For Anyone

by Hans Ostrom

Here's a fresh poem for you. It snaps
crisply like a cold carrot just pulled
out of hard ground. It shocks like the time
the politician simply told the truth. It
loves like a woman sailing on a voyage
of her beauty. It's awkward and generous--
a large barn of a poem. It's a knock-kneed,
unsophisticated singer a crowd stayed
late to hear. It's a scar left by a dog's tooth,
the stench of a rattlesnake-den, a
satisfaction long denied, a time after
weeping, the thing you've known for sure
all along, and the words you were hoping
to hear. It explodes right here
into the poem you need to write, to read,
and to remember. Take it. It's fresh
and it's yours and it's free. It belongs to
you now. Start writing it, keep going, and hold on.

Copyright 2007 Hans Ostrom

3 comments:

Unknown said...

One of my favorites, I have to say; it's generous in a Whitmanesque way, but focusing on the microcosm in haiku fashion. Thank you.

And apologies for the late arrival to the party--the posts are just so prolific!

Teri said...

This was great! Thanks.

Lindsay said...

I love this poem!