The Quaker Poet

Is there such a thing
As a Quaker Poet?

Can Quaker Poets
Scream?
If not,
Should they not
Weep?

Has the gray
Of the cloth
Leached into
The soul?

Leaving no pigment
Named rage or grief,
Despair or triumph
To splash their shaggy glory
Soiling the pallid page?

Can Quaker Poets
Weep?
If not,
Should they not
Scream?

Is there such a thing
As a Quaker poet?