ENTREATING THE POET(ESS) A DOZEN HAIKUS

Poetry should not starve

Let her give out the wisdom

of beauty and love

Poetry should soar well

In the hearts of all who

dance upon the truth

Poetry should heal some

And cleanse the mind from itself

when it is a slave

This is the reward:

Poetry repels loneliness

by wits and comfort

Oh Poetry should be!

Not the dictates of a low

mind but of the art

Poetry awakens

But many slumber by will

These, oh poet, ignore!

Poetry must bless

Impress? Yes, but never leave

the camp of blessing

Poetry shudders not.

For it is the heart of art:

Finite perfection

Dear poet, poetry must

be your sword upon the fields

Against enmity

Poetry would rebel

When death sleeps its eternal

sleep; and dreams come true

Poetry is more, yes?

Depth, soul; universe in

words purging meaning

Poetry serves itself

It’s everything and nothing

Life and not just life

 

 

POETRY BY OLATUNDE OBAFEMI

ART BY DOMINIC LIAM OF GREECE

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