b.t.w: tomorrow is Poem in your Pocket Day. According to the Academy of American Poets, “Every April, on Poem in Your Pocket Day, people celebrate by selecting a poem, carrying it with them, and sharing it with others throughout the day at schools, bookstores, libraries, parks, workplaces, and on Twitter using the hashtag #pocketpoem.” Read more here.
We were rich. In the dark valley
the highway formed a pavé river
and down in the orchestra pit
the players were clothed in our
When the girl got off the train at the college town,
she leapt up and wrapped her legs around the waist
of the boy she’d come to visit, and they spun
around, embracing and shrieking with joy.
Their love set off a piccolo’s vibration.
Those years are gone for us—I see you every day,
Dorothea Lasky – Promised Years
I would tell her
Except she wouldn’t care
I’d write him
Except he’d never write me back
There is a rat they left hanging
I’d save it
Except it’s dead
Erin Rodini – The Body Compass
—–True north is the nook behind your knee
where my patella nests like the skull