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."
Saturday, May 31, 2008
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2 comments:
Ha ha, am I that friend? : ) Great poem!!!!! Have you finished Red Bird yet?
Well, indeed you are! ;) Thanks! I am nearing the end of Red Bird, but haven't finished it yet.
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