@poetryinmotion @brandondufresne @tiroas..tagging because Frank's poem last Poetry Friday inspired an excellent argument against labeling people by Brandon and that reminded me of this one:
Poems are beings
born with identities all their own
that can get all warped and twisted
by fun-house mirror minds
that reflect, present
a distorted image of the poem.
So poems personalities take on the
(sometimes a little, sometimes a lot) connotation
the reader gives the simple denotation of the words
This poet is a misread poem:
erroneous emphasis in all the wrong places
avoiding the preconception challenging reality of me
I will, however, live my denotations
regardless of others' connotations.
© efbarmore 1968 (?)
i don't think will be my 'Epiphany' poem. It is at least 4 decades old, possibly closer to 5, i would have to locate the original journal or scrap of paper in which i created it. Even if i did, when younger i was not always good, perhaps because writing mostly for myself, about dating things. Since then i've come to respect and relish what my poems may evoke in others, but i still steadfastly insist on being, defining myself.