Here’s a shocker: I am a poet who writes about my feelings. And guess what, people in life, I feel about you. Often I attempt to clarify things by writing. And yes, it is mostly abstract and you may think unrelated (oh the whims of being ‘experimental’).
You know, when a poem that comes from that kind of process is done and I’m happy for it, it makes me happy. I want it in the world, I want it to be read.
But, ah, what about the subject of the poem. Should they read it? Should you tell them it’s about them? These are extremely teenage questions. I am, however, trying to refer to the public space, and what is needed for a poem to exist as a cultural rather than personal artefact.
If a poem about SUBJECT A that the poet loves/hates/finds attractive/ insert another response appears in a magazine or book, it seems fair to say that the poet has given up grasp on it. Perhaps the nicest thing to do would be to inform SUBJECT A of the poem’s existence.
But, you know, sometimes a poem says things that you wish you had the guts to say. If fact, most of the time. I am a much more formidable and bold person in poems than in the real world.
So why not just say here: this is for you?
Or, dear readers, should I keep my poems to myself (and readers who don’t cameo in the poem)?