Thursday, December 30, 2010

Poem for Lauren Ireland that I Wrote in a Dream

The sun also rises
if you say so.

I'm not sitting here abject,
looking up the definition.

I like language, but I don't
like like language, you know?

Is it beautiful? Circle yes
or no. Thank you

for reminding me
of the harp,

for giving me
that antebellum carry on.

No comments: