Day 3
of the NaPoWriMo challenge at www.napowrimo.net.
Prompt: We
challenge you to write a poem that obliquely explains why you are a poet and
not some other kind of artist – or, if you think of yourself as more of a
musician or painter (or school bus driver or scuba diver or expert on medieval
Maltese banking) – explain why you are that and not something else!
Meld
I am sculptor,
a welder
of parts
that do
not fit,
until they
do.
Disparate
dead things,
alive
in the imagining,
lock metal,
refashion,
erase the
truth of things.
Solids evolve
hollow,
cling to their
opposites.
Stone breathes
curves
beneath his
hands.
Copyright
Vickie Johnstone, April 24, 2025
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