Fountains
poem for a Friend
Which wizard turned my friend into a fountain? Which Merlin taught him how to spend his magic? What wrinkle reached for his chiseled? What rasp enchanted his say? Leak for me and I will grant every wish in your pool. The wizard smoothens and moistens and is praised for his craft and my friend drowns in pennies.
1art by Pragna Gaddamedi (@prgs.jpeg)
Poetry Tip of the Day!
Almost everything I write is about or because of someone. Most of the time, it’s not about an individual. It could be about a group of people, or a character is a stand-in for an event or universal human experience. It could be about something someone said to me or a feeling or place I am reminded of in a conversation. Regardless of the writing, someone is always behind it. Sometimes I’ll leave a clue. A word or phrase that if you know, you’ll know, but figuring it out is never a prerequisite to getting the full experience of the poem. It’s just a game I can play with my readers. But as humans, we all have similar conversations and related experiences. I’m sure you’ll find yourself in more than a few pieces if you’re looking—even if the eggs stay hidden.
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