to be a poet

to be a poet you have to dig deep

with a shovel

have a ciggie

drink some booze

and let the pain explode

you have to show your wounds

and French kiss

up against a wall

break your heart

hold it in your hands

and watch the blood

drip down

write till your eyes can’t see

words anymore

listen to your favorite song

over and over again

speak the truth

that other can’t

and wave it around

in front of the ocean

where you skinny dip

till your skin freezes

and watch the sunrise

waiting for your muse

to arrive

so you could handcuff

it to your bed.


By Christina Strigas

Christina Strigas is a Canadian poet, raised by Greek immigrants, and has written three poetry books. Her latest, Love & Vodka, has been featured by CBC Books in, “Your Ultimate Canadian Poetry List: 68 Poetry Collections Recommended by you.”
LOVE & METAXA, her fourth poetry book is available at all online bookstores..
In her spare time, Christina enjoys foreign cinema, reading the classics, and cooking traditional Greek recipes that have been handed down from her grandmother.

5 replies on “to be a poet”

What do you think?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.