After the ordered meter and the rhyme,
feeling Italian or English in our form,
after we make the turn and seemingly end
heroically, after the fourteenth line, we wear
the crown and all hell breaks loose.
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Tag Archives: poetry
Gorgeous Nothings
Poems on used envelopes. New England frugality.
Never meant for someone. Meant for everyone.
Answering mail with verse. And remaining silent.
Crossings-out, dashes, spaces, columns and overlapping planes.
One poem for each of fifty-two weeks.
These books present the later writings of Emily Dickinson – the 52 envelope poems.
transcription of the envelope poem at the top of this page
She, cold as stone, was once warm
and with soft, scented skin flushed pink
from a beating heart. And she moved.
She spoke, laughed, walked under sky acres.
Then immortalized inadequately in stone or words.
Crafted but cold, stationary, here and gone.
Missed Connection
You were sitting just two rows ahead
at the poetry reading, listening so intently
that you didn’t notice your sweater slipped
off your shoulder. I noticed. Soft skin
perfumed by a sonnet made of air.
Poetic License
More than just dramatic license – the liberty
to deviate from conventional form or fact
to achieve that desired effect, factual distortion,
altering grammar and language with lovely impunity,
and all in the name of art.
