“The Poet is dead!”
“The Poet is dead!”
He said.
“The light has gone out,”
She said.
“It is more than the light
And more than the darkness
And it is neither or both,”
Said the Muse.
“What then?”
Asked the white hen
Beside the red wheelbarrow.
Norma Sadler lives in Boise, Idaho and has published poetry in Japanophile, NCTE Journal, the cold drill, Pembroke Magazine, Boise Magazine, Tamafyr Mountain Poetry, Wanderings, Green Silk Journal, and others.