A place in words. Thus, sound & memory.
Happy Thanksgiving. Instead of turkey, serve a poem.
GRATEFUL TO BE IN PLACE
All life begins
with a list:
wash windows
clean oven
oil table
prune flowers/change water
open refrig/take inventory
eat the spinach
milk expires in 3 days
fish in less
No stopping you
eat last serving
chicken soup
for breakfast
buy candles
plug in small space heater
cat demands petting
(your intention, anyway)
As you write, the unexpected
a book is a room
& words: sound
Out of somewhere
where you are
not
that Thanksgiving
song
yet
snow-less
& sled-less
& grandmother
some 50 years,
dead
Stirrup 6
ReplyDeletenecklace, trying
to brownie, us
stealing booze
but hating birds
of others, cups
falling through the
beach house, and
crab meat gets to
you via blasting