Saturday, May 31, 2008

Matters of Intake

I have a friend who devours
poems like she devours
sumptuous chocolate cake --
with a feminine fortissimo,
speedily savoring each serving.

I, on the other hand,
experience poems like I
experience creme brulee or flan --
slowly, deliberately,
careful not to overdue it,
knowing that too much
of a good thing will ruin
the power of the moment.

I do not think either way
is superior -- only that one
approach is better for
that particular partaker.

Even now I am closing
a book of poetry,
instinctively knowing
when to say "when."

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

(sitting in a meeting)

sitting in a meeting
with no clue
dreaming of the beach

Monday, May 05, 2008

(excited to finish the book)

excited to finish the book;
sad to see it

Friday, May 02, 2008

(the cardinal)

the cardinal
sounding off
like the Fourth of July

with gratitude to Rebecca J. Davenport for a spectacular ending

Thursday, May 01, 2008

(they lean in with)

they lean in with
eyes wide open and
mouths tightly shut