Untitled Poem(I can't think of a name yet again..but constructive criticism welcome)

[Mike Smith]

I'm not sure why i wrote this, but please give me any constructive criticism possible.

Thanks

Untitled:

I'm being swallowed
By something more than beauty
I have in my hand the sense of all
Myself being innocent, my interest pure
Embracing grace that I'll endure
Pieces of light, far beyond the wall
Finding the truth with neither anger nor commiseration

[The Personist]

Hm...I'll comment on this when I have more time. I just wanted to recommend a book I forgot to in my PM. It's called Making Your Own Days by Kenneth Koch. It's basically a book on how to read and write poetry by a very well-established poet. I think you could benefit from it and teh discussion of poetry as a language all its own.