September 1, 2017September 1, 2017

A New Maxim

Do not tell me
show me,
a new maxim
for poets.

Heard from
fellow poets.
Came across
on occasions.

Tighten the lines,
get rid of a few,
tweak, trim
are suggestions.

I am bewildered.
Sense am a failure
in the wake
of competition.

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