In Praise Of The Poet, The Poem Unknown Poem by Krakatoa Kritic 007

Let me honor you here though you're shy
to show face on a page, even try

to draw thoughts from the cloud of your mind,
by a keyboard revealed, quill on sand.
Let me ask you, Unknown, to be kind

to yourself! Free your mind to disclose
what it dreams to the world, what it's scanned;
what you feel in your heart, what it knows.

Be surprised by yourself for a change!
Put all judgment aside. If it's strange

and a sin to imagine your judg-
ment of others correct, give a hoot
for the lessons you've learned. Don't begrudge

other's talents, the muscles they form
as they mine a fleet moment. This fruit
is yours too if you'll have it! Just warm

to the thought, that some treasure gets found
in all feelings, your muse might expound.



11/27/20