Ferlinghetti Wannabee

I want to write like Lawrence Ferlinghetti.
Deep, stretching, edgy poems.
I want to write of flaming injustice,
furious poverty; things that matter,
provoke, confound, inspire. Warn.
Or at least summon up the
unusual–the clever thing you’ve
never heard quite like this before.
I want fierce brilliance like his.
But I can only write what I know.
My angst is small and ordinary.
No poverty here, save that of
worldly experience.
Just a life pieced together
with many a backward glance.
A bumblebee in a flower,
a sound in the trees,
a moment that sticks.
That’s all I know, and
it will have to do.
Ferlinghetti is safe.



About boomergirl47

Retired from the University of South Florida. Love reading, writing, hiking, nature, music, birding, puttering around the house and yard.
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