I dream of my one thousandth poem
So the end of the world would be nice to see
That’s what comes to mind when Auckland creeps into it
For a whole weekend that won’t ever end
I can live there to scribble
My one thousandth poem
I will invite organic plants to whisper sicknesses away
Condition the air to be served as wholesome meals
Halt the communication networks and let essence speak to me instead
Ask my ink to stop producing blank manuscripts
These are stuff that come to mind when Auckland creeps into it
So the end of the world would be nice to see
Will you come too?
So you can ask love not to ever take to its heels?
So you can see my exhibitions of snow cold, desert heat, and wild rain?
All bottled up and served only when needed?
I dream of my one thousandth poem
And end of the world would be nice to see
That’s what comes to mind when Auckland creeps into it
The repitition in this poem is lovely; I especially like how it built to the last two lines, which were fresh and familiar at once.
Thank you so much, Jacob.
I only had time to do some edits today ahead of submission for the anthology.
The version you saw may have changed a slightly.
Could you look at it again?
So many of your poems hit home. It took me awhile to settle on this one for comment. Perhaps because it speaks to the poet that is in each of us on this Marathon journey.
What poet wouldn’t like to live in that ideal of a place where writing a thousandth poem is not just a dream? What human being would not want to live in a place where all our basic needs — health, food, air, creativity, love — are abundant?
But this is the cream of this poem:
“You should know its name
I will tell you its name”
How clever of you to begin and end there. The first time, it sets up anticipation in the reader; we can’t wait to hear you tell us the name of that thousandth poem!
In the end, we know its not going to be that easy. I focus on the line that tells me the name is something I SHOULD know by now.
This is probably my favorite of your 12 poems.
Woooowwwww!
I can you imagine that i just edited it? Your comment spoke to the first version.
Could you read the current version and tell what you think?
Oh my!!!
Such a lovely feedback.
That you so much.
I saw the revision the moment I posted my comment. If I have time enough, I’ll come back to look at this version and comment again.
Okay. Many thanks.
Lovely repetitions and great poem.
Thank you. I should read it again. (Smile)
Such a timeless, classic poem! I hope you write your one thousandth poem in Auckland! A gift to read this, thank you!
I hope so too. Thanks, Siobhan.
Now I’m thinking where I’d like to be when I write my thousandth poem. Love this!