New poem: "The Poet's Eye"

 

The Poet’s Eye

 

Can the poet’s eye see too far

for the mind to understand? And

if so, why would poets bother

to point the way of what is to come,

the way that lies ahead for the world

to follow? Are poets the hierophants,

the seers and prophets of moral order

and balance who add up all the twos

and threes of life to give us the bigger

picture of the choices we make? Is

this why poets are blessed with eyes

that see beyond the ken of mind, why

Emily Dickinson wrote, “The Truth

must dazzle gradually, or every

man be blind”?

 

Composed in Tiny Beaches,

Georgian Bay, Southcentral, Ontario,

Friday, August 23, 2024