Their non-committing, cowardly, political rhetoric
contains no forward-moving narrative;
it just hangs there,
in the air,
not going anywhere,
like signal-free, wishy-washy white noise
filling-up space reserved for the story of real people!
The writer is Danish-American,
the poet isn’t;
the writer composes from America,
the poet doesn’t.
The writer is of this place,
and then is of that place,
everywhere looking for the poet.