The Muse

(An International Journal of Poetry)

Volume-1                                          June-2011                                                        Number-1

 

 

Telegrams  From  God

by Judith Prest

 

poems are like

telegrams from God

snaking like lightning

down through clouds

bubbling up

from the depths

 

flashes of light

bursts of steam and spark

from the core

from higher places

rearranging

molecular structure

revealing

the genetic code

of the soul


Why Poets Are Late for Work

by Judith Prest

 

I知 sorry I was late, but

the dam broke and I was

swimming upstream

in a torrent of words.

 

I知 sorry I was late, but

I discovered a poem

trapped in a pocket of light

and I had to rescue it.

 

I知 sorry I was late, but I

got impaled upon a particularly pointy

thought shard

and it took some time

to remove it to the page.

 

I知 sorry I was late, but

I took a wrong turn and

got tangled

in a thicket of images.

 

I知 sorry I was late, but

I was herding

a cluster of

furry black poems

and you know

how long that takes in the dark