Flavor That Is Savored Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Flavor That Is Savored



Being able to connect,
To the reading audience.
Makes one poet...
More appreciated than the next!
A consciousness has been affected.
An expectation achieved...
That feeds an anticipation one gets!

If one poet is obsessed,
With maidens on islands with white alabaster skin.
Or Vikings from the old country,
Pursuing Cyclops with Zeus...
Chatting with Sophocles sipping on gin.

Well...
The writer may be thrilled,
Getting goosebumps and chills from the aspect of it.
However...
The reader of such a description,
May not 'get' the meaning of what the poem depicts.
And may not care if the poet was a college graduate...
With certificates from Harvard or Yale.

If what is written does not connect,
To an emotion or a collective imagination...
One poet with college degrees,
May not be as popular
As another who has an appetite to write.
And may sleep on a ghetto street at night.

It is much like cooking!
Writing is.

Some love to do it.
While others who 'say' they can cook...
Should be ushered from the kitchen!

Quality is not determined by the schooling of it.
Nor is common sense something that can be taught.
It is like one's taste.
If the flavor is savored...
The only ones finding disapproval,
Are the ones discussing the ingredients used.
And ultimately looking like fools...
As they are surrounded by those licking off their plates!

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