Cogency...

I plead cognitive dissonance
to comments...
perhaps better to have asked -
is poetry fact or fiction?
Is it real or
merely "Memorex" infusion,
polite or politic delusion
of a mind or minds musings?

Is it but another Xerox
of all the others
past, here, and to come?
Are these -
MY 'truths' -
only self-evident
alone?
Are my cares seamlessly mirrored?
Am I another's echo -
or are they mine?

Who is to judge,
whom to view,
that my reality to me -
is yours to you?

Were or are these
my thoughts alone -
serious
or inept,
apt
or perceptions,
views on what IS
or perhaps isn't?
Perhaps merely wishes -
facetious dreams
of self-deprecations
or lionizations -
heroes/heroines to rise or fall,
budding flowers to expand/shrink
as thoughts
electrons flow the day/night?

Am I so very clear
or only reasonably so
or are these tenuous meanderings
of opaque reasonings -
some dense as mud
others insoluble as clay?

I KNOW what I say and said
but does anyone/everyone
always and ever
hear
what I say
read
what I said
as I said
or IS it
as THEY 'see' that I said?
or perhaps not at all?

Poetry IS ever in context
but its the author's
AND the listeners' -
context...
not one sided.
Its dual perceptions with
simultaneous integrations
of meaning(s) based upon
depth and breadth of living
(even dying) and
finally
individual thinking
that empowers OUR understandings -
drives OUR visions -
to 'see' what was and
IS
written
and heard.

Chris Twyford
Ancient117331
1/6/03