Tag: diplomacy

  • Vagrant Wordsmith

    Vagrant Wordsmith

    A dispossessed poet has no address.
    Vagrant wordsmith finds himself lost for words.
    Sunday morning solitude. More or less
    a Waste Land. Quarters apportioned in thirds;
    fractional allotments… absurdities.
    Occupied tables, multiples of six,
    or four, or two. Disputed territories.
    Unilateral remedies, far from fix
    an awkward treaty. Spaces between lines
    become expansive; attract attention.
    Diplomatic remedy realigns
    position; puts possessed in contention.
    . A poet in the margins, far from lost,
    . far from desolate; has his words embossed.

    © Tim Grace, 24 August 2014


    To the reader: Rhyme-inducing comfort zones are hard to find, and even harder to keep; context is everything. For years, I’ve sampled cafe cuisines in pursuit of an ideal writing ambiance. For the most part, a hotel’s ‘breakfast room’ seems optimal. As a large enterprise, hotels usually offer an affordable option of ‘tea and toast’. With passing trade, the regular change of clientele constructs an interesting sense of community; notable but not obvious.

    To the poet: If you’re outwardly observant and inwardly conscious the creative mind looks after the assembly of a poem. Once the mind is located and in-flow with the general gist of a theme it will mix and match its contribution of frames and reference points. That’s all very well, and easier said than done; practice and discipline are critical components of the process – and that presumes a conducive space to write. Conducive means interesting but non-distractive.


    Vagrant Poet
    Vagrant Poet