Alex Patriquin

Marginalia & found poetry. Short fiction and other projects. Musings  on startups. Photos from NYC and travels.

How Good Poems are Made, in a Nutshell

On First Lines
The first line should pry up
A little corner of the soul

As the first ray of daylight
Pries open the sleeper’s lids.

On Duration
To cross an ocean
You must love the ocean
Before you love the far shore

On Last Lines
The last line should strike like a lover’s complaint.
You should never see it coming.
And you should never hear the end of it. 

by Suzanne Buffan