Plato would banish me and says I make lies.
Auden insists that poetry makes nothing happen.
But I know there's something better down the road.

So today I asked the statues.
I was disappointed.
They said they find more respect in solitude and asked to be left alone.

On my way out one of them turned and said that too many know only of love through silence.

I told her I knew of love from kisses and human kindness.

A poet knows this