Without Pause

It is best, I
think, to write
without pause; to
push pen to paper and
spill its ink before
this wand betrays
its sacred task and
mine too.

Pens cannot
sin – exactly – but
they can be lazy and
so it is mine to call
it to its task:
to summon it to its joy
to raise it up for its occasion
to rid it of its insufficiencies,
which are finally naught
but lies it
tells itself and
sometimes me
as well.

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4 thoughts on “Without Pause

  1. shoreacres says:

    Such a wonderful line: “pens cannot sin — exactly — but they can be lazy…” I smiled and smiled when I read that.

    As for those lies the pen tells? I suspect they cover the whole range from “I can’t” to “I shouldn’t” to “It will make no difference.” Now that I think of it, the pen’s lies sound strangely like ones I’ve told myself.

  2. diannegray says:

    This is lovely, Allen!

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