Where the poem hides

The binding holds in

The pages to be filled

Like a sculptor

I can believe

The medium holds the art

Study the lines and textures

The surface is secretive

Only impulse distracts

The poem from the page

by M. Perron (Originally written March 9th, 1992)

Notes: I can’t shake the feeling that there is another more complete version of this one. I just haven’t yet found it in my notebooks. I hear much more between each line. One of these days, I’ll sit and write it out.