For today’s prompt, use an epigraph to kickstart your poem. That is, use a quotation. You can use a favorite of your own, or if you’re having trouble thinking of one, I’ve provided a few below. To format an epigraph poem, a poet places the quotation between the title and the body of the poem, while also giving credit to the source of the quotation.
Wedded
My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane. ― Tom Waits
My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane. ― Tom Waits
My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket
like lips need other lips like
the creek needs its burbling and how that sound has nothing
and everything to do with the moon and the cold, first cold
My reality needs imagination
like a pan needs hunger
a lookout, heartache
a table, the soft rain of convesation
a wall, its own impermanence
demolition or slow folding, impending
My reality needs imagination
like a body needs a context to float in
- sweet, clear -
suspended between what worlds
in whatever time is
My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane
like the ranting desperate needs the morning songbird
and the sound of cars going by
and how that sound has nothing to do with liquored insight (connections and symbols too big yet wound too tight - constricting as the thought of a black hole, hungering) but exists because under it is a road that joins
another, always.
There are stop signs and that is good.
There are stop signs and that is good.
The sun shines on these roads, not as a simile, but as a golden ribbon
of how we get from here to there.
There is a here.
And a there.
My imagination needs that.
Without it it is a blotch and a smear
a frantic or quiet shimmering that needs
the crystal corner of a cup to land on and shine out
in a diamond shaped thrill of light so I can say,
"I see," and know that I mean much more
by that
than that.
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