A Poet Who Can Think Only Of Poetry

A POET WHO CAN THINK ONLY OF POETRY

A poet who can think only of Poetry
And write only of Poems
Is another fanatic
Another nut, obsessive
Another slave of his own idea.

Why can’t I be free
And see the world before me
As ‘A land of dreams
With joy, light, love,
Certainty, peace,
And help from pain’?