The poet of the day

has won big, really big prizes

for her years and years

of self-psychoanalysis;

some would say exhibitionism,

through free verse,

some stanzas, truncated lines

but always a certain rhythm method.

She is particularly vivid when

it comes to sex,

which surely is one of her

polarizing traits.

But, hey, to be perfectly

(can we be perfectly?) honest,

the rest of us

who put pen to paper or

words in the processor and

either use standard letter, word, sentence, paragraph

transition sentence, introduction, body, conclusion

or the cadence of word, line, maybe

rhyme, and hopefully, always rhythm,

are working out all those relationships,

aren’t we? But

mostly (and perhaps most regrettably)

without the particularly vivid,

even raw,

images when it comes to sex.