Before you proceed, pay attention
to the trellis: see how the unrequited
spaces support the fruit that ripens;
then its sugar, as it morphs into clay.
In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
- [poem removed by author]
- Meander
- In the hotel with thin walls and the name of a poet,
- Close Reading
- Soul Spa
- The difficulty
- Museum
- Gnosis
- When we speak through a medium
- Whatever it is
- Synecdoche
- Uncle Frank warned my father
- Suddenly
- What can you hear in this downpour?
- Cursive
- Fantasmagoria
- Sketches for a Genealogy