Open, sesame!
Will that magic phrase unlock
the obdurate blank surface
and reveal the meaning I'm striving for?
Will "open, sesame!" painlessly give me
similes, images,
juxtapositions, ironies?
Probably not.
I'll have to come up with these all by my lonesome,
and they won't come easily.
Aim for truth.
The right truth—mine or yours?
Write the right truth, no matter how small.
When written right,
small truths expand to fill the space.
A tiny truth, if it's the right one,
is as big as a star, and as far
from my doing as the star is from us.
Writing is manual labour, says the poet.
Breaking rocks all day leaves me
with a pile of rubble.
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