THE POET’S CONCEIT • by Kaolin Imago Fire

Is that his words
can adequately (or greater still)
that perfect/imperfect
moment (of existence)–
against all evidence

Is that her words
are better than that moment
(if another had chanced upon it)–
that everything is
(but in no way caricature,
excepting when truth demands it).
For poetry, she says,
is a demanding Truth.

Is that their words
may live on longer
than their still-coiled mortality,
be praised (and justly so)
unto seven generations–
and that in doing so they (they)
would have meaning.

Kaolin Imago Fire is a conglomeration of ideas, side projects, and experiments. Outside of his primary occupation, he also develops computer games, edits Greatest Uncommon Denominator Magazine, and very occasionally teaches computer science. He has had poetry published in Strange Horizons, Every Day Weirdness, and Bull Spec, among others.

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Posted on April 23, 2011 in Inspirational
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  • Roberta Schulberg aka Roberta SchulbergGoro

    Kaolin – People, by their natures are speakers, word users, wanting to communicate, not merely talking to the self and I think poetry is a forceful way to do it, the rhythms, cadence adding the FEELINGS the poet wants to convey. In other words, the poet writes “There’s something I want to convey to you; come along with me and experience it with me.” In my mind, when I write a poem I think of all the living people I would like to address, the known and the unknown. “Immortal fame” is for readers to decide, the words written are the concentration of the poet. That’s why feedback is such a good thing – the poet knows that at least the result of the words reaching someone has been accomplished, reaching those who might or might not approve of situations either momentary or universal and agree, approve, enjoy, and those who don’t. Incidentally, feedback comes in many ways. Good poems convince with truth as experienced by the writer, whether ideological or personal.

  • Art Spelman

    Yeah! What She said ^

  • Marion Clarke

    Yeah! Me too :]

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