Soft Blue Summer's Breeze
There're two streams
of thought about poetry.
One flows toward the view
that the poem should say something,
tell a story, as it were. The other
stream goes to the thinking that
a poem needs just be, period.
Me, personally, well, I'm of a mind
to settle merely for a soft blue
summer's breeze and a hot corn bread
muffin full of dripping hand-churned
butter from my poem.