A for Ism
A poet’s occupation
is to compose poetry
The writing of it
is everywhere
– Edward Dorn
(From Hello, La Jolla, Wingbow Press, 1978)
This statement by my old teacher struck me as as relevant and true as anything ever said about poetry the very moment I started reading the book way back in 1979.
He was a Cantankerous Garden.
He was “the last of the season,” as he uttered to JWolff, while handing him a rose, up on Mapleton.
he may have been the garden
as far as an eye could see
Sounds like Ed all right!