William Carlos Williams advocated poetry based on live contact with the world. He reproduces the details of what he sees. In some ways some of my poetry is an attempt at this observational poetry.

Many of my poems arise from moments of personal heightened consciousness, that I try and develop and extend by writing a responsive poetic line.

An example of this is this poem that I wrote yesterday after taking a class.

 

Moments in a Medical Education

In the class there were 300
Chinese medical students,
full of red hot dreams and
having trouble with words.

I was asked to talk about medical
English, how they could learn.
So I talked about days
of nursing and poetry that
helps the dying.

I’m not sure their teacher
was too happy.

I think most sat there thinking
‘He is funny’ or maybe ‘He is crazy’.
Or maybe they were just nervous
and unsure.

After their teacher gave me a fierce
half-smile, I ran sharply to the point

“What can you do to learn?”

It went on for some time,
the silence.

Then I chose a student, who looked
disappointed that he was the one.

Right then time stopped for both of us.
The clouds outside seemed less than
clouds and the trees seemed to walk alone.

“I like poetry” he said.

The class laughed
and I noticed the faded white cotton curtains
blinked in surprise.
An out-of-nowhere moment
when nothing happens.

And their teacher looked directly at me
More like everything else.