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I Know the Poet

By thegreatinquiry, Knoxville, TN

I wrote about my inability to write
and knew that I was wrong.

My inner flame found peace in words,
knowing that they failed indubitably,
but knowing also that I knew myself

The lack of definition engenders a search:
Where is purpose – meaning?
And I found it in the I-don’t know
and the I-couldn’t-say
and those this-thought-is-too-big-for-me moments.

There is peace in acceptance,
but there’s pride in seeking
and I-won’t-stop-until-I-stop,
so I came to know the soul of the poet.

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