• Allison

Open Book

A poem for those who (wrongly) assume hard-to-read books (and people) are automatically better.


To mistake straightforward for

simple, and posturing for profound,


is to read without comprehension.

Each book some hollow brag,


pretext for some pointless patter.

See an open book as easy to grasp,


dubious of nuance in plain language.

Drawn to superfluously ostentatious


vocabulary, convinced verbosity is of

value inherent. Well, comprehend


this then—that "hard to read" is as

possible depth as plain poorly written.


(Cover Image: Unsplash)

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