Upon Learning the Next Clear Night is Tuesday
Posted: Mon Jan 29th, 2018 08:05 pm
1 st Post
You come to me out of January
snow and when I ask
for a touch, you tell me all the homes
in Minnesota have dandruff.
You laugh until my mouth shelters
yours against the fireplace.
In the deep evening of my fear, I tell you
my needs keep me grounded
until I turn to stroke the whiteness
from your hair,
promise to have you home
Posted: Mon Jan 29th, 2018 09:01 pm
2 nd Post
I didn't know what was going on at first, not that I need to and probably shouldn't, and then I was hit by thunder. I am so afraid of that finale, I think I would dive off one of the Rocky Mountain cliffs first. There is too much pain there. Just too much pain for this old man.
Posted: Sun Feb 11th, 2018 07:25 am
3 rd Post
This is a masterful poem. It has such a haunting, undulating rhythm. Beautiful.
Posted: Mon Apr 30th, 2018 03:23 am
4 th Post
Kind words from the two of you. Much appreciated.
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