Sunday, June 6, 2010

Can a poem be too well crafted or too grand?

Think of a garden, tended but not overly manicured. Tolerance for a weed or two.

Or food not too fussy, not too precious. The mouth/the eye relish nourishment and the pleasantly unexpected.

1 comment:

  1. Paper

    Do you like the edges of the paper
    as much as the paper?

    the torn part forced to speak
    about the rags it comes from

    places where it's okay to wander through trash
    and pick what could turn into fuel or paper

    I'm with you, the edges and the wild grasses
    say more than what is cleared away

    beggars with their souls upside down
    flowers dropping leaves in the doorway