A Real Poet -- JD Kruger, GLP4.

A Real Poet never speaks twice

never even steps into the river once

but is always immersed, in the flotsam and jetsam

of daily discourse. A Real Poet 

never speaks of himself, but only of things other

than himself. He is never self-indulgent.

A real poet may argue in the abstract

but always uses concrete images to substantiate

his logic, transmuting daily experience like the Eucharist.

A Real Poet uses contemporary myth, instead

of ancient mythic narrative from which the common reader

will only become alienated. A Real Poet 

uses the senses and the mind in combination

to form the five senses that merge with the abstract thought,

like a starfish swimming deep in the blue hole.

A Real Poet uses music on the stereo to find the rhythm

of a line, a metre, or an abstract phrase, knowing

that music is the breath of the poet's matter. A Real Poet 

writes of politics, from the immediate and local

making a universal truth from the daily media.

A Real Poet is a lover of unique and precious things,

not phantasms, or inherited lines. A Real Poet 

saunters, swaggers, but never sways, knowing

that the dance of poetry enters the body and is released

through the fingertips and tongue. The Real Poet 

will be remembered for the union of line and action

celebrated in contemporary thought and throughout the course

of history. The Real Poet will leave a body of work

that effected his own body and the bodies of those around him.

The Real Poet must always leave a scar on the breath of the globe.

-- JD Kruger, GLP4.