Is a poet happiest when she is writing a poem or when she reads that poem?
Process & product.
Chicken & egg.
Speaking of eggs, hard-boil a few. Add sardines, parsley, twist of pepper, tomatoes, drizzle with olive oil. Augment with bright sun & sand. Improvise on a loaf of bread. Now, write that.
best before the break of day
ReplyDeletea compliment or theorem
too odd when the others are out
of speakeasies on the street
for if she should appear
indecisive or remote
chalk it up to a dart game lost
that scar from another age
tender no falsetto
while baking for the day
stand by the center of the flame
& hold out your hand, again