Supreme is not a word I would hasten in these bad days to use
But from Stevens’s superlative a small step back might clarify
For among fictions poetry is highly if not the most capacious

The question is not which among the fictions is supreme
But rather why is fiction so damned important
We don’t speak of the supreme pocket lint or oil change

The answer is our schemata
That set the stage for experiencing something new
So hear while you can the poetry of a saxophone
See the poetry in a lizard’s bobbing head