Poetry’s Invitation

Anala Newton

A poem should not mean But be. A poem invites you to feel, Anger Grief Elation Joy Love Emotions are side effects of language, Of art, Of poetry. If you allow it, a poem will sweep you away To a new reality, Maybe not an improved reality. A poem is not a command, But a request. Its words flow through fields, Under bridges, Swirl up the spiral staircase. A poem can get into the bookcase, The wardrobe, The art supplies. A poem is art. Art is not clearly defined, Neither is poetry. It is the songs you sing in the shower, The book next to your bed, The poster on the wall. A poem is art; But it does not command, It is an invitation. Indulge in it as you wish.