It’s getting so I can’t keep track of what I’ve posted on here in previous years– I mean, unless I actually went back and looked at my previous posts. Madness!
To celebrate, I’ll again be posting a poem I love everyday. I’d love to hear from you, too, so I’ll be posting a question with each poem. (N.B. These questions will not have correct answers– or, rather, any relevant answer would be correct. So don’t fear!) Each comment you post is an entry for a drawing I’ll do at the end of the month. I haven’t decided what the prize will be yet, since I’m basically broke, but I promise it will be AWESOME! Well worth reading a poem every day for a month. 🙂
And if you decide not to comment, that’s your choice, but I’ll be heartbroken and lonely and it will be all your fault. You don’t want that hanging over you, do you?
And now, a poem for today (No question today. Respond however the Muse moves you.):
Leaning into the Afternoons
Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.
There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens
its arms turning like a drowning man’s.
I send out red signals across your absent eyes
that move like the sea near a lighthouse.
You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.
Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
to that sea that beats on your marine eyes.
The birds of night peck at the first stars
that flash like my soul when I love you.
The night gallops on its shadowy mare
shedding blue tassels over the land.