The Power of Poetry
The Last Newsletter
The last poetry newsletter at the end of each day would appear like the first. It was a reminder that everything is light, and everything is still there, tucked away in the dark corners of our soul. It was the light from a small candle in the room we’d left behind. It was an intimate gesture of love, a poem to me. The last poetry newsletter was a morsel of bread. It was not very big, but it didn’t need to be. That was all it was: the fire of the human soul expressed and felt without pretension or forgery. The last poetry newsletter at the end of each day would appear like the first…in my mind.
The first poetry newsletter was a pithy thing. It was a poem made of light. The first poetry newsletter shocked the system, like an electrical current that passes through all things but cannot be held or touched directly because it is not real. Something in the corner of your eye disappears as you look at something else. It’s just an image you remember from somewhere, like the first time you saw ‘Pulp Fiction’ or the first time you saw Iggy Pop on stage wearing those ridiculous glasses.
The second poetry newsletter was something more substantial. It was a poem that crept into my mind like a cat and sat there purring, like the Cheshire Cat in ‘Alice in Wonderland.” No matter how hard I tried to chase it away, it always came running back, pointing out at me all the things I’d overlooked about my own life and making me look at them in a different light. It shone like the first star of the evening, just as I was falling asleep. The last poetry newsletter in 2021 It was not like the first. It was not a poem of light, and it was not a poem of words. It was a poem made of everything real but never really seen. It contained all the things that were important to me but were too deep for me to understand or too big for me to dare to look at, and I only began to see them after I’d heard about them from someone else at the Poetry Cafe.
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post scriptum
Thank you so much for inviting me to your poetry coffee. You are the most inspirational man I’ve ever met. Your insistence in being yourself and finding your true self through writing is a lesson that I will never forget. I wish there were an opportunity to give you this present back — but at least I can say I met someone who will always live in my heart.
With Gratitude,
Your Aug.
