“Self-Composed” by George Elliott Clarke
from the 2017 Poem in Your Pocket Day booklet
That I can see
At being me.
They bend and sway—
Their leaves like hands,
They don’t shout
Or make demands.
Quite, but not shy:
Is their beauty.
If I seem
A weed to some
Eyes, I dream—
And flower I am.
Originally from Lasso the Wind: Aurélia’s Verses & Other Poems (Nimbus Publishing 2013)
“To Pablo” by George Elliott Clarke
from the 2016 Poem in Your Pocket Day booklet
In school, I hated poetry—those skinny,
Malnourished poems that professors love;
The bad grammar and dirty words that catch
In the mouth like fishhooks, tear holes in speech.
Pablo, your words are rain I run through,
Grass I sleep in.
Originally from Whylah Falls (Gaspereau Press Ltd)