FOOT BY FOOT
The measured way in which this verse proceeds
Reflects my calm, incantatory plan
To follow where the Muse’s calling leads,
Discovering as I go all that I can.
With such a methodology as this,
I find I’m paradoxically more free
Than free-verse makers with their hit-and-miss
Inventing-as-they-go can ever be.
For there’s implicit inspiration in
The ancient rigmarole of beat and rhyme
Pressing us into zones we’ve never been
Even occasionally to the sublime.
Though much of what I make may be hum-drum,
In time, I think, a masterpiece will come.