Poetry Class

I’m taking a class on poetry this semester.  I have two published poetry books and already have a BA degree in Creative Writing, but I’ll never be able to pursue further.  So, I take advantage of opportunities where I can get feedback from poets who know much more than I.  So, for awhile, you’ll be getting fed poetry.  Anyone object?

Here’s today’s offering.  I wrote it just a few weeks ago:

Learning to be Poets
Knife on whetstone,
our gaze sharpens
on lines of prose. 
Soldiers in jungle
territory.  Amazon game
in the rain, we
hunt the original.  In our
sleep, we hum electric thoughts
we slice through daily.  We
burn pithy lines,
pollution in snow.  We
build a pyre, toast our
tired feet and recite our
anthems to those
who listen.

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