Private
A poem on poets wanting to keep their poetry private, and in doing so, making those around them feel excluded.
For Random Learning Comes: Essays Fiction and Poetry by Andrea LeDew

A poem on poets wanting to keep their poetry private, and in doing so, making those around them feel excluded.

This one’s pretty self-explanatory. Describing our Brave New World, to borrow from a famous title. Thanks for coming by to read! We wake in peace. We dress in peace. We eat, with mediocrity. We tend to needs, unspeakable, Without a thought to privacy. We read a book With opaque brains. We drive, …

Living in my house means growing accustomed to things being out of place. Peanut butter smeared on the roll of paper towels. A random sock in the center of the floor. A bottle of ketchup, with its lid hinged open, abandoned on the counter. Dishes, strewn like offerings, before the altar of the desktop monitor. …
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