The Bonsai Poet Wires His Tongue

























POET IN THE BONSAI POT
WITH A WIRED TONGUE

My trees look
like my poems
I write knowing
how misleading
this all is, my trees

look like my poems
My poems look like my trees

The bonsai tree
collected from nature
is no longer a wild tree
The tree
in nature is wild
A tree in a pot
is a working
accepted definition

The bonsai tree
can be made by
certain ones,
certain artists not me
to look wilder
than the same tree
in the forest

This poem
is about the poem
This poem is not about the tree

My poems look like my trees
Anyone can have this tree.
I want what isn't there.

Jim Bodeen
9-11 October 2016







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