I am fortunate to have friends who are also poets. I wrote a poem about that a few weeks ago and shared it with a couple of my poet/friends who had cameos in the poem. I didn't expect the poem to come back all tidied up. But here it is, courtesy of Karen Shenfeld, a fine poet and editor, who responded to my email with a classic Canadianism - "Forgive me this edit..." So for Karen's version I've decided to re-title the poem. Here it is. The original, if you care to compare, was called "Just A Poet" and posted on June 7th. Let me know which one you like better.
FORGIVE ME THIS EDIT
there was the farmer
who raised chickens, livestock
picked apples and pears
the family doctor
who made house calls
one ran a big insurance company
another practiced law
one was a banker
one a politician
another a mail carrier
who eventually moved up
to sorter
one was a government bureaucrat
another the heavyweight boxing champion
of the world
and the teachers, the teachers
so many teachers
not one
just a poet
not one
some I know only by reputation
others I call friends
me, I’m a rent collector
sometimes call myself
a property manager
and also a poet.
2 comments:
Looks like I got edited right out of the poem! Serves me right! ; )
I'm not sold on the edit yet. But I thought it was interesting to post.
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