That Everything’s Inevitable – Katy Lederer

That everything’s inevitable.
That fate is whatever has already happened.
The brain, which is as elemental, as sane, as the rest of the processing universe is.
In this world, I am the surest thing.
Scrunched-up arms, folded legs, lovely destitute eyes.
Please insert your spare coins.
I am filling them up.
Please insert your spare vision, your vigor, your vim.
But yet, I am a vatic one.
As vatic as the Vatican.
In the temper and the tantrum, in the well-kept arboretum
I am waiting, like an animal,
For poetry.

Here’s a nifty little poem by a poet I just discovered. I’m not really sure what I think of her yet, but I sure admire her tight language. I like the way this poem reads. It’s interesting. I don’t really know what to make of the whole thing yet – then again, I’ve only read it a couple times, just now, so give me a while.

Still, I can’t help but love those last two lines. That’s what sold me on the whole thing, those last two line: “I am waiting, like an animal, / For poetry.”



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