William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

The Poem Can See

I cut the grass and it keeps growing,
Blade by blade, green and green on green.

I cut the dawn. It bleeds and bleeds and bleeds.
I cut the man. I kill myself with deeds.

I turn to seeds. I sow the grass, I sow the dawn,
I sow the man. And they sow me.

I sow the poem, blind as blind can be.
But the poem can see.

The poem can see, I am the grass,
I am the dawn, I am the man. I am we.

The poem can see, what it wants to be,
is everything we need. The poem is free.

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