Poetry is not supposed to be explained in poetry.
You are expected to see a man in the shadows
And learn later something more about the man.
But poetry and poetry are very close. Poetry
Will now be explained by poetry as talk walking.
As I walked by the sea
I found myself talking poetry.
But since I never wrote it down
No one judged it. No one called me a clown.
Verse remained a modest pleasure as I talked
Rhythmically and truthfully as I walked.
Did you walk with me? Did you let
Me say whatever I wished, or not yet?