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Click hereHe thought about words, what else?
What else would a scrubby wordsmith do
while cleaning toilets to pay for food?
And syntax, well, he pondered that too,
how absent it was when he was young,
which is why the poet said
as close to the Word the soul once was
a child is father to man.
Nevertheless, if there is no Word
in the past, present, or future tense....
"Ah, what a pisser," he said,
coming upon an unsightly mess
and flushing stench from the head.
An ironic (auto-ironic? :-) juxtaposition.
A great majority of poems which mention poems, words, writing, a poet, ... are lousy, extra spoiled by this very theme, while this poem is very good.
This poem reminds me of a different (not ironic) one--"your lips" (posted also on Literotica, but Literotica programmers have messed up its format, which was different, just normal, originally).
The ending is kind of funny, but that seems a little bit of a let-down. Perhaps Poet Guy was thinking this was a different kind of poem that what the author intended it to be; perhaps Poet Guy is merely a clueless dolt. In any case, this poem made him think, as yours always do, and he appreciates that.
Excellent
"a child is father to man."
even this is well done,
Excellent double use at the ending
how you manage to take us out of the toilets and into his head, just as the N is in his head - distancing himself with the distraction of thought. like the ambiguities that can be inferred from the final lines.