sincerity

Not quite a Fields of Arbol work, but inspired by a conversation between myself and Cody Gibson, who responded to praise of her work by brushing it off, claiming it was too kind. I despise when people praise or applaud out of reflex, and thus do not like to be accused of such (although I take it good naturedly) and responded with this poem.

sincerity

you ask if my praise is sincere or must you fear
the patronizing pretense of a politic answer, the dancer
saluting a music they do not like or find unclear
the rhythm or theme. but I give you a sworn answer,
that I would rather an earnest fist than a Judas kiss,
and thus will not counterfeit my pleasure, not one wit.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.