Thursday, April 3, 2014

I wasn't allowed

I required as proper
a thing of some kind
to manage to live
or to be real
without any person
other than implied,

but I didn't possess
a characteristic state
of living
to engage in it
existing in possibility.

(Definitional Lit for the Found Poetry Review Oulipost 3)

(Source article: When I met Jane Goodall, she hugged me like a chimp, by Henry Nicholls for The Guardian, on 3 April 2014.) 
(Source line: “I wanted to be alone, but I wasn’t allowed.”)


  1. Nice! I love the delicacy and tinyness of the poem

  2. I love the way this reads, the strict demand of the first line that is suggested by "required", which leads me to think that something concrete will be in line 2. But no, it's a nebulous "thing of some kind." And that second stanza--wonderful!

  3. Love this, especially the last stanza