Sunday, March 08, 2009
Felt Ideas
through snow for poets in Stayton
not for them quasi-automatic writing
Matthew puts a sting at the end of each
terrifically attractive Crystal digs deeply
into how it all works cares like only a
black woman engages opens felt ideas
this free-verse autobiography isn't poems
except by accident I don't want to be
a poet slip away before the open mike
sun shining everything wet cumulus
bright behind curtains of weather attacks
wipers Beethoven fragments of rainbow
demonstrating color race me home
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