Poems-I

Poems stuffed in margins left and right
Poems alongside poems snug and tight
Poems intertwined like snakes
Like supple dancers
Like woven threads
Poems astride poems
Poems embracing
Poems spawning poems
Shadows of poems bleeding into space
Waves of poems flowing down the page

Only the poor may know this
For whom all things are precious
All scraps all spaces
For the rest to each her space
To each his lonely separate thing

Blessed be the poor
And the love of words
Of space for fullness
Of meaning for place
And of the whole for every part

May they be fed

9/28/94-3/31/95, 1/9/96  2/3/96, 1/30/97,  2/20/97,
6/10-6/11/,  9/3-5/07
Copyright 1995, 2007 by Maurice Leiter
Posted with permission.