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A Poem by Paul Dallgas-Frey

Paul Dallgas-Frey

“Here’s a poem for today by Paul Dallgas-Frey,”
I can hear Garrison Keillor say
one morning on his radio program,
“The Writer’s Almanac.”

(He’s to blame for all of this)

Not that I ever will.
He generally reads from
real poets.

But how do you become a real poet,
if not by writing poems?
even if they are bad ones, like this.

An architect is still
an architect,
even if he is a bad one.

Although, he does have a license.

Maybe that’s what I need;
A License to Practice Poetry,
a CPP,
A Certified Poet Practioner.

I can imagine a grueling,
three-day exam.

“Find a word that rhymes with ‘orange,’
and use it in an epic poem.”

“Behold my beloved,
sucking on an orange,
O beauty rare, Oh, Ang-
ie faire, wouldst thou
share a slice with me?”

“’s not a very good poem,”
I can hear Garrison continue,
“but it’s short.”


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