It’s still National Poetry Month! Today we transgress the “National” by including a Canadian; this is by Sonnet L’Abbé.
The vocabulary of desire
is incomplete, a word is missing.My tongue searches
for your body in language
and finds you in every word.I thought this was a small thing, a stone
in the palm I could offer you,
my body in darkness a simple gift
casual as a pebble.
As if touching were easier than speaking,
as if this poem did not prove you
inside me already, as if asking
meant I still had the power to invite.But you make me aware of breathing,
of the awesome fact
that each particle of air
has been taken at least once
into every lung.
Suddenly I have no boundaries
and to kiss you seems to drink up the sky,
slip it from my tongue into your mouth.Our bodies just our hearts’ clothing,
and I came to you so shabbily dressed.
Maybe I thought that for one night
I could wear your beauty through closeness
and for a few hours believe myself
splendidly arrayed.But you know all the lyrics
to rejection.
My body, your exquisite voice’s
shattered glass.
And here’s another one: Theory My Natural Brown Ass.
April 18th, 2007 at 12:33 am
National What Month?
The world would be a safer place if Sean Carroll didn’t go around telling people it was National Poetry Month. For you see, I took two semesters of Poetry Workshop (easiest course credit I ever got). I also took a couple archy and mehitabel boo…
April 18th, 2007 at 9:28 am
cool. thanks, sean.
April 18th, 2007 at 9:42 am
lovely, thanks.
I can increase your vocabulary
April 18th, 2007 at 10:23 am
one by e.e. cummings
i have found what you are like
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i have found what you are like
the rain,
(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields
easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike
the air in utterable coolness
deeds of green thrilling light
with thinned
newfragile yellows
lurch and.press
-in the woods
which
stutter
and
sing
And the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss
Cheers,
Elliot
April 18th, 2007 at 11:21 am
More American Imperialism! Don’t you go extending the border north!