Painting by Libby Cagle
Poem for My One-Legged Lover, the Wine Glass, No. 53
I reached out
My hand to pet,
The star barked,
Ran away,
Climbed a
Ladder of light
Back to the sky.
I looked up,
Saw all the stars
Were barking,
Unfriendly barks.
I put my hands
Over my ears,
Found my ears
Were gone.
I ran home,
Pulled down
All the curtains.
The curtains barked,
Unfriendly barks.
Duane Locke
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I said I would come over and read the poems;
ReplyDeletethe images are totally unexpected and quite out of the ordinary.
The lines entitled 'statue' made me catch my breath.