Walcott Derik Forests Poem by Lee Mack
Walcott Derik Forests
Walcott xx Derik Forests o5 22 2017
My note pad fills with terms of nothing
To punctuate empty discourse in culture
imprisoned in embodied ache free, virtually
Has the visitant read anything texted?
Sound is closer played in drums into ears
Has meaning parlayed to surety at both ends?
As read in introductions to Derick Walcott's
Class of discoveries of human forests
Hidden by fields proposed to by trees
It takes a human forest to know a human forest; it takes a sense of adventure to enter and breathe its mystery. Fields are under the regime of mechanical processes. They would probably object to squash plants among corn, much less trees that stand far above their horizons.
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5/1/2024 10:07:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
i've had communications with Denis Mair before (see his comment below) . i don't understand his poems well either! ha ha. bri :) on to another poet, young man!