makes those trite phrases
in your poems glare and shine
like fools gold under a Texas moon.
Suddenly, all your poems stand up,
like age-old, long-gone Cowboys,
Yell out to the bartender:
Gimme’ a strong shot a whiskey! NOW man &
a beer for chasing down self-destruction,
to make it easier
to swallow all that black bile
you-they once considered poetry.
Reading Billy Collins makes
those dead-drought moments –
writers panic at a blank page –
rise up to a slop-house surface
in your mind. Mocking voices decry
an untalented impostor, not poet.
the sun shines.
A feather-beam of light
falls across his final stanza
and hope returns — a dove-promise of the future,
whispering of a time to come
when, you too, poet-becoming, will be read.
Billy Collins is a wonderful poet and served as the United States Poet Laureate from 2001-2003. You can find out more about him at his website. FREE audio downloads from his collection, The Best Cigarette, may be found here.
- Billy Collins “The Dead” (guerrillapoem.wordpress.com)
- The Trouble With Poetry by Billy Collins (tommuellerbooks.com)
- Day 13 – 30 Days, 30 Readings: “Picnic, Lightning,” by Billy Collins (dadpoet.wordpress.com)
- Silence, by Billy Collins (objetsdevertu.wordpress.com)
- Poems in motion: Billy Collins at TED2012 (ted.com)