I’ve been unfaithful to poetry. Poetry with a capital P. I’ve been careless and indifferent. Taking Poetry for granted. Now I’m paying the price. Poetry has given me the cold shoulder.
I try and explain that I have to make a living, even a meager one, and there’s more money in Prose. Poetry just stares out the window. I say that I wouldn’t write as well as I do without my affection for Poetry.
Poetry scowls, “You come home late smelling like Fiction. That’s just rude.”
I apologize all over myself. I say that I’m back if Poetry will have me. The checks are so small it wasn’t worth it. I don’t know what came over me. It was spring and I’d had a couple of mojitos. Poetry should understand intoxication. Poetry is intoxication itself.
We eye each other warily. “Well,” Poetry says, “what are you working on now?”
With a sigh of relief I say, “Take a look at this opening. It’s promising, don’t you think?”
Ron Koertge is the author of more than a dozen books, most of them novels for young adults. These include Margaux With An X, Stoner & Spaz, and The Brimstone Journals as well as Shakespeare Bats Clean-Up and the sequel Shakespeare Makes the Play-Offs. Strays was awarded the Bank Street College Best Children’s Book of the Year and chosen as a Best Book for Young Adults by the American Library Association.
I knew I was in for a treat. This was delicious. Or perhaps savory is a better word for chicken.
Ah. I miss Ron.
And I miss poetry.
But I can only afford a chain restaurant.
Poetry is my first friend. We've been together a long time. Prose, aka, published book, is calling on my smartphone, asking for the "Go To Press" approval email. Perhaps I have room for two friends.
And you always play so hard to get whenever we get together anyway…
Man, I missed the boat when I didn't get you as a mentor. And there were plenty of life preservers. Thanks for making this tough writing job so much fun.
As for me, I can gloat because I DID have you as a mentor and I will be forever grateful for the patience, indulgence and direction you provided to the gal who wanted to work with you because the idea of plunging into poetry scared the shit out of her.
Profe! I have been laughing all the way to bank about this…. Poetry is the salvation for the poor but watcha cuz she know's what's good!