He Has a Hidden Argo and Not in Monaco

Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem

‘‘Without going out of his door, he [the sage] knows everything in the world; without looking out of his window, he knows the Way of Heaven.  The farther we go, the less we learn.’’ ~ Roshi

He keeps venetian blinds in front of him

Closed down.  He keeps the curtains closed inside

His bedroom.  Sounds are not required.  No hymn

Is needed.  White raw silk and beauty’s bride

Aren’t necessary.  Paths of asphalt, streets

And roads all paved with asphalt are not for

His mind.  He walks on poems.  Fresh white sheets

Of paper help his meditations soar

To elegy, the sonnet, villanelles

And other true form beauty are the space

He travels in and on.  He needs no spells

Of drugs to win his metered, rhyming race.

  He has his mind, imagination, thought

    And inner inspiration for his yacht.