Hola! This poem is part of my Ars Poetica – BlogchatterA2Z 2025 series, where I explore the art of poetry through 26 stanzas, each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet. Every day, a new stanza unfolds, building upon the previous ones intuitively and organically. If you’re just joining in, feel free to read from the beginning or simply dive into today’s reflection on poetry.
Stanza 21 of the Ars Poetica—Unlearning Inherited Truths
Untangling the knots of bias—
from roots I never planted
but grew with anyway.
The beliefs I was raised on,
the ones society stamped as truth,
the ones my textbooks whispered in bold—
beliefs from yesterday
that no longer feel like mine today.
If I dare to put them side by side—
the then and the now—
in one contradicting line,
juxtaposing the self I was
with the self I’m still becoming—
then unlearning becomes a kind of learning.
The poem becomes the subject,
not the poet.
A stamp of truth,
etched in evolution.
(to be continued...)
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