In a recent visit to Kalliope Amorphous at http://musecatcher.com/2007/12/13/spill/#comments
I came across the line ‘and all I know how to do is fall into words’, which had an immediate resonance for me. I wrote the following poem, and have decided to post it in a totally raw state. I feel as if it needs something doing to it, but I’m not sure what. So this is a sudden visit of the muse, so far untampered with…
All I know how to do
is fall into words
headlong
like the sea crashing on the headland;
all I know how to do
is crash into worlds
and I would rather be the wind
and ruffle the feather of the world
and blow through syllables
into the future of time