Here's your place to let me have it, put it where the sun don't shine or damn me with faint praise.
What do you think of Pape's Pocket Papers so far? What suggestions would you make?
Go ahead... I can take it!
Savory Poems for Lunch or Dinner
- "Touch Me" by Stanley Kunitz
The great old master reads one of his last love poems. The simple fact that he could show such passion so late in life makes me feel all buttery and soft. "Desire, desire, desire..." - "What Do Women Want?" by Kim Addonizio
Passion? Lust? Clothing? Very nice... - "Triloet on a Line Apocryphally Attributed to Martin Luther" A.E. Stallings
One stanza, eight lines... nails it. - The Rose City Rollers of the Women's Flat Track Derby Association: A Fan's Perspective
This is one of mine, but that's okay because everyone needs to know more about Roller Derby.
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oh god how guilty do I feel? I am a woman I am supposed to clean, I hate to clean and to read in poem or otherwise that someone does this in detail once a month ( thought with anguish and emphasis) I am ashamed and diminished.
Posted by: judy kepes | 04/28/2010 at 03:22 PM
This poem was written a long time ago, when I was younger and more energetic. "Once a month" no longer holds true. More like once every six months... However, the part about "belly to the floor, I understand where I live" still holds true.
Posted by: glenn | 04/29/2010 at 08:38 AM