At The Poet's Admission

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At The Poet's Admission

[for Lady Rae]

When you have been initiated,
when you behold the real Muse reading your words
(a curvaceous girl---teeshirt, denim jacket,
jeans with huge, frayed bell-bottoms, half concealing
her shoeless, pink socks---grass-stained, or grimed for joy),
the world's last claims upon
your discourse are shattered forever.
You will not soon forget this, or her; not soon, not ever.

Later, in her ordinary room,
after her bath; the window fulsome with moonlight
and the farther sky amply spread with starlight;
and your pages spread out on her ordinary bed:
she will not come to your poems utterly naked,
but clad in one of your old, white shirts, unbuttoned,
and her recently ordinary stockings
(reinforced at the toes and heels)---
upon her, extraordinarily beautiful.

Starward

[jlc]

Author's Notes/Comments:

10-13-07

In some aspects, I have waited thirty-two years, to the day, to write this poem. On this date, in 1975 (it was in that year a Monday), I gave up prose forever and cast all my hope and ambition upon poetry.