Sunday, June 17, 2012

i love the last stanza

Self Portrait as a Meadow

by Linda Norton

There is a chair
the heart of which
is wooden
split five ways
and grass pressed flat
where we kissed
where others later kissed
on the same mattress
and solemn nothing
happening under a canopy—

Have you forgotten me?

I will go down wonderfully
as was told in proverbs
though for a long time I thought
I should not go.

Here are things that have
no Latin names
or none
that men would know.

1 comment:

  1. Have you read any of Robert Wrigley's work?
    I think you would like it. I've got a few of his books,
    He was my poetry class Prof. You'll have to borrow