Microtones) it all took place over Easter holiday weekend. That Easter Sunday, I sat at the closest Starbucks to my hotel, and wrote the first draft of one of the 24 poems that comprise Microtones:
Turbidity
Holidays are hard:
I’m going to take
a walk, escape the
silence of this house
I was never home,
home on the range
hospital corners are still
“beats me?”
Invisible, unlike driftwood
tossed ashore, under pewter
skies, elephantine clouds
where seldom is hear
an encouraging word
no slow cookpot solutions
while you’re no longer talking
and I’m no longer hearing
there’s nothing cooking here
There’s something I forgot
I hope you all have a lovely 4th of July. Fireworks, barbecues, or silence. Whatever your choice(s) might be, revel in them!
Microtones is at Cervena Barva Press: The Lost Bookshelf-Poetry chapbooks]]>
Holidays
Loved Microtones then and now. Happy and safe 4th! xoxo
Thanks so much, Andrea! I appreciate your support and comments. Love you tons! Happy and safe 4th! xoxo
You were a great feature!