Dear Poet-Saint,
While you are dervished,
schlurped up or down
by the volume of the matter
and love,
I am schlurped up or down,
dervished,
by the love of the what
of the matter
(with which I worked out a name for the poem
after crafting its body and end
until to you the whole poem I could send) .
douglas scotney
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-ve-love-in-common/
