The Poet’s Agony – Poem by Phillip Knight Scott

Poetry by Phillip Knight Scott

I envy the novelist, words
by the hundreds sliding fingertip
to screen, a playground of plot somersaulting
one sentence
to the next.

I grieve for the poet, whose
inert pen hesitates, immobilized
by the next word slipping though a fingertip,
monkey bars
out of reach.

I have yet to meet one I like.


About the Poet

Phillip Knight Scott is a native of Durham, North Carolina, where he lives and writes poetry. A husband and father, he finds happiness in family, friends, reading, and of course writing. He enjoys creating expansive worlds in as few words as possible. 

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