Our Logophiles writers group has been meeting monthly for the past five years, and has recently begun "assigning" writing topics. I chose a thought from Rainer Maria Rilke's observation that "to write rhythmic prose one must go deep into oneself and find the anonymous and multiple rhythm of blood." Which prompted the following poem about the writing life:
Shooting Up
Pity the poor literary junky,
high on myth-and-metaphor,
brain seized upon by the
ecstasy
of a well-turned phrase,
a just-so sentence,
heart racing to
scratch out a simple line of truth
in that fleeting instant
when writer’s ink
dilates the pupils and
guides the trembling hand.
Tomorrow the crash.
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