So I’m not
elegant in prose
on the tipping toes
of snob poems

The proper verse
escapes me
as my deeds are meager

Must I have
a pompous biography
to prop up what
is incomprehensible?

I am not dense
in meanings
like Socrates

I am seeking
to be noticed:

an oaf left
by the angels
to suffer
—- Douglas Gilbert
(Henry Le Châtelier)

Poetry Books By Douglas Gilbert