Genre theory doesn’t get much respect
But then again, what does at the moment?
It might be bright to history inspect
To find out what the thing’s name really meant
This is a lyric poem, after all
It could be accompanied by a lyre
But a further implication, recall:
That a persona speaks these words; no liar
Lyric poetry is not about you
The scribbler who marks it on the page
You wear a mask, concealed from others’ view
A character lets you speak truth on stage
Respect the mask: it ought to permit you
To say in public what you wish all knew
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Interesting take... separating the writer from the words...it surely does allow licence. Great wordplay here. I find, no matter what I may have found in the writing, that I was the one doing the searching and it always leaves some part of me within it, bidden or not.
Loved it!
I kinda use that mask when I write some of my stories so this was very relatable. Loved your poem!