Last Thursday I wrote about a poetry class on “how to listen to a rock” at the Centrum Writers’ Conference last summer in Port Townsend, Washington. Going over that poem reminded me of another poetry workshop I took. This class was on the topic of “write a poem about a secret or a lie.”
Although I wrote a few different poems in this workshop, this is the one I liked best. It’s called, “Can You Keep a Secret?”
CAN YOU KEEP A SECRET? Under an umbrella the sky burned blue with white clouds the day you said it. The secret goes into a bluegrass man's fiddle and comes out a song it blows into the ear of a sudden line of poetry and then it is done.