Monday, July 12, 2010

Is there a poet for all times for you?

One whose work resonates with each reading. Whose poems never fail
to unfold a richness.

This, too, is personal: which cuisine never disappoints? Always nourishes.

Favorite poet. Favored food inseparable as line & taste.

1 comment:

  1. Takin' a bite of history
    I get tied in the tongue
    of another time
    did poets really stroll the streets
    and sing their wares alive?
    perhaps their songs were burnished
    by the spices in the stalls
    and the fruit, ripening in the sun,
    stole their best lines out from under
    'Tis just as it should be
    that we will never know
    the maiden questioning her doorway
    the darkness so cool and quiet
    she hears a music near her heart
    and cannot go back inside