Eight poets
are lucky too
one's asleep
at the table
three are in
deep discussion
about the one who
hasn't returned
two of course are
in the bedroom
one is dreaming
the immortal poem
about an unfast iceberg
fading in Antarctica
how good & hopeless
it is to bring
fading in Antarctica
how good & hopeless
it is to bring
things together
and the other one is you
and the other one is you
Any lawless gatecrashers??
ReplyDeletePlenty! :)
DeleteThat would be a degustation of poets then!
ReplyDeleteA fine collective noun.
Delete
Deletea lawless
degustation
of poets
gatecrashing