I love that small round table, the way the sun hits it, it’s well
used, scratched surface that I don’t have to be careful of.
For me writing is a ritual, an act of reverence
that is repeatedly enacted. The repetition has an almost
hypnotic effect… after a while the workshop calls to me,
and I approach it with the reverence of an old love.
To Rhyme or Not To Rhyme
Some people say poems should rhyme. Ohers say they
should not rhyme. After Bukowski, non-rhyming poems
were in vogue. Then rap music appeared and everything
had to rhyme.
I am somewhere in between… I take a poem as it comes
to me, and I don’t use forceps in its delivery. I’ve
written plenty of non-rhyming poems. But if I’m
going to read poems in public, I’m sure to throw in
plenty of poems with rhyme in them.
If a poem were going to be read at your funeral,
if someone was going to speak a eulogy at your death,
would you want that poem to rhyme?
I can tell you what I want. I want my eulogy
I also want it to be at least 12 verses long. In
case I’m being buried prematurely:
I might have a chance to revive.
(C)2016 by W.G. Milne