Saturday, February 12, 2011

Cavernous. By nature is a poem cavernous?

Space (enormous) where a poet (or the reader of) is lost (temporarily?) in a personal geometry of word-line. Perhaps, found in the cavities of a few words.

On the to-do list (which tends to be enormous), cross everything out except: Read haiku.

Regarding food. Soups & stews. A large pot simmering. Or olives resolute with cavernous taste. Pitted or not.

1 comment:

  1. She's always

    up to something
    and looking back at it
    much like a minor victory
    seems all the sweeter
    after cake
    They're always talking
    at the slightest provocation
    it makes me quiet when I should be
    all that sugar on the table
    all that fruit
    in the bin