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.
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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.