When I was 4, I spoke with a stutter.
My parents were concerned- I, I, I, didn't know I spoke the way I did.
When I, I, I, was 8, my stutter went away.
No, it did not vanish, it made a home in my brain.
I, I, I stutter when I think.
To my advantage my disadvantage worked with me-
I, I, I have been forced to think about what I say, because it does not come out quickly.
Poetry, though, can be read any way, any speed, from any voice, voices that stutter;
And voices that don't.
Poetry does not discriminate based upon my or your ability to speak, poetry is
hope-showing and an all-knowing art form.
I, I, I am a poet, not because I think slowly and catiously, or because I learned
to speak later than most,
I, I, I am a poet because I have things to say, and poetry will never ridicule the hopeful.