For May's Poem of the Month, I have chosen the poem 'This is Not a Poem' by Peter Pegnall.
It is taken from his collection 'Bright Scarf: Love and Fear'.
THIS IS NOT A POEM
for Magritte and you
insofar as when it leaves my pen
it’s a fretwork of straight lines and circles,
a keep fit class in black ink. Insofar
as how I long to shock and delight
a grateful world with deep, palpable
rhythmic insights. To stand strong against the sky,
unbowed and beautiful. Leastways
I’d settle for a slant of light
in a darkened room, a story in stained glass.
Failing that, perhaps you’ll meet me
in approximation? Croon Cole Porter
out of key. No shame in missing
the mark millions miss between
daybreak and the silent night