The Heretic’s Creed —Byron Hoot I believe in waiting to listen so I hear, in watching so I see, in following invisible sign in order not to misread what promises cannot be kept. I believe the speed of deliberation immeasurable being both fast and slow, appropriate to time and circumstance and what I can and what I can’t do – I am my own limitation and, therefore, the knower of my freedom. And love, that which enables everyone, everything else to be; without it all is fantasy neither real nor dream.
In poems like this one, and others of late, Byron Hoot is giving new energy to the sonnet form, making it relevant for 21st century readers.