its so easy
poetry is being, not doing
—e. e. cummings
when I
hear a bell
its so far
off I don’t know
whether
to box or
pray look
at my hands
no gloves
no grass stains no ring
to catch no
merry
go round just
write three
lines at a
time five seven
five each
syllable
counts one
by one at
seventeen
start again and
so on until
you
lose track
and then
your poem
is gone
—Donnell
Hunter
26
January 2012
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