Friday poem: "I Am Knocking"

I Am Knocking

I am knocking on doors
soliciting knowledge
how elegant English
greets me in silence

I am dancing with words
amazed at my power
wonder of language
I speak only nonsense

I am probing the depths
my limits to fathom
magical voice says
no bottom to bottom

I am wearing a suit
not to be noticed
blessing of charity
anyway naked

I am staying inside
prisoner of conscience
kindly my neighbors
board up the door

I am facing the mirror
to see who I am
munificent fortune
cancels the light

8/24-11/12/96

Copyright 1996 by Maurice Leiter

Posted with permission