Should poetry reflect the times? Will the cattle prod replace the pen? Is texting akin to street-speech? Are no words, no subjects off-limits? And who still holds open the door for an old word?
Heat & fire. Chile pepper flakes. Wasahi. Fresh ginger. Garlic-breath.
Brazen 2
ReplyDeletetell them no one is home today
as
girl in skirt gives away her stuff
circles within squares
Sunday should be quiet
but next door's electric gizmos
promise to be around for hours
then he orders shellfish
as rain sparkles on the beach