The Great Delay

I’m being told
find an editor
or a
take pieces and get them
the hell outta of
the house, so something
more can
happen with them.
i crawl deeper into the cave
pumping out more
pieces that speak where the
water drips in the
and the rent goes unpaid.
i once
chose an editor,
but after 9 months of
their own
insecurity, they backed out
leaving me
to believe
that real poetry stays
where its suppose
to stay,
in the black cave
protected by the sleeping
bear who
doesn’t mind the faucet
dripping, while he
sleeps off
eventually i will have to
shirk off fear
raise a nose to the smell
of spring
and find a tree that
can give
me a good back


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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