Things Fall Apart When We Fail to See

Things Fall Apart When We Fail to See

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Some poets aren’t the prophets of the world.

At times these poets come too small.  When Yeats

Pronounced a dissolution deeply swirled

Away from order, death was at the gates

Of decency.  But he was tardy in

His teaching.  Prophecy requires the sight

Of futures, not just comments on past sin

At Passchendaele.  Free verse and deadly blight

Of elms spread wide and then came atom blast

And blast.  A Hitler and a Stalin knew

Far more than poets.  Millions shot and gassed:

The poet saw a tiny overview.

  There never was a center, by the way.

    So why give weight to what such poets say?

Phillip Whidden