Day 3 I think I could do something with that

“Today we challenge you to write a poem that obliquely explains why you are a poet and not some other kind of artist – or, if you think of yourself as more of a musician or painter (or school bus driver or scuba diver or expert on medieval Maltese banking) – explain why you are that and not something else!”

So here's one reason I am a poet.

I think I could do something with that

When my concussion gives me

truth bush and taste poodle,

a long rain in the wrong lane…

When food poisoned, I think

in California I bet you can pay

to have this experience on a retreat…

When the wind sends snow crystals

scintisparking off the brown poplar branch…