Rubik Cube

The realm in which a poet thrives
is odd to some, no doubt
a Rubik Cube for puzzled thought
where we might twist and shout.

Relentless is the plight to mold
our cadence, thoughts, and word
until a song of rhythmic bliss
begs feelings to be heard.

At times the Rubik Cube’s been solved
as is the case herein.
Though as I wish to acknowledge her
I’ll twist and turn again.

The light of which Ms. Gorman speaks
abounds, I do believe
A poet’s flame takes guts to ignite
I applaud her bravery.

Our song may sing the word “obsessed”
to those who see us write
But do I err if I believe
the obsessed fulfill their plight?

Amanda Gorman
Photo courtesy of PBS
Artwork by Alina de Albergaria
pennedbyalina ©2021

Two people inspired Rubik Cub:

• The soulful human who stole the breath of our nation on January 6, 2021,

• My spirited daughter, who is correct to state that I am obsessed with writing.

She got me thinking! So I googled “writing obsession” to find myriad sources claiming that to be a writer, one must be obsessed including Susan Sontag via Literary Hub, and Alan Rinzler via Consulting Editor.