Friday, February 25, 2011

Gesture. What gesture does poetry make?

Indentation? Mark? Rut?

Memory. Sound remembered.

Consider the memory of food. Who could be grateful (enough) for toasted cheese w/tomato. Or Mom’s spaghetti w/meatballs or the unexpected pancakes for super.

Make poems: eat: be grateful. Pop popcorn. Thank the friend who listens. Listen to the music that makes you cook. Open the bubbly. Share. This is for Terry & Sue.


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  2. waving to you I am almost alone
    with no where in back of me
    but a small sail from days gone

    that is the elemental lift of bayside
    all waters calm from a day of sun
    when turning to go to the edge of the path

    you are turning to stay in the middle

    as if back in the shallows of the coastal resort
    I am waving to those who are not here
    either, but turning

    to stay in the middle