Saturday, December 4, 2010

Oh my goodness! A poem!


Graphite and paper

Become one fluid

Concrete hand-print mold

Of a heartbeat

Or two—

I am blessed

With a photograph

—or something as honest

as a picture anyway—

Developed by the crimson Christian honor

Of your Polaroid pocket,

And accidently hung with clothespins

On the trees

That shuffled up to the sidewalk

As we walked by.

-Dec. 2, 2010

I ought to start a blog just for poetry, but anyway-- the one above is one I wrote in Phonology.

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