Wasted Words
My teachers told me that a poet’s job
is to find just the right word. The only
one that means what you’re saying,
not like all those others that don’t quite
measure up, wasted words if you will.
A poem that rambles on meaninglessly
hath no place in the canon, and the word
clogged must never be used with abandon,
for it, like any right word, states the obvious.
When you say something is stopped up
you’re wasting a word. Clogged makes
something awful happen in your throat,
and that’s exactly what you mean.
How can you beat that?