[lit-ideas] Re: SUNDAY POEM

  • From: "John McCreery" <john.mccreery@xxxxxxxxx>
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Mon, 26 May 2008 08:38:28 +0900

WORD!
John

On Mon, May 26, 2008 at 8:28 AM, Mike Geary <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:

>
> WORDY MEDITATIONS
>
>
>
>             1
>
> Finally it was spoken,
> said aloud
> what, I suppose,
> must have been in the back of all our minds,
> and then, inevitably, that uncomfortable silence
> and the long trek home.
>
> Why did he have to go and say it?
> Many were angry.
> Some things are just best left unsaid.
> It could have been dealt with.
> In other ways.
> Some other venue.
> There was no need for that.
>
>
>                2
>
> Camping out on the sea shore
> just south of Paestum
> the hills and the buildings of Agropoli
> all lit up golden-like in the sunset
> and the Mediterranean deepening
> sapphire into indigo,
> Oh, man, wow, didn't I wish I had brought my camera!
> Joanna was crying.
> I asked her what was the matter.
> "Nothing," she said, "nothing."
> And she the poet!
>
>              3
>
> Where do words reside?
> Most think in the brain.  Not me.
> I think it more likely
> that words live in our fingers
> and our tongues and our nose.
> I think our skin sparkles with words
> and our genitals shout them --
> words that our brains think obscene,
> having no idea
> what words are
> all about.
>
>
> ******
>
> Mike Geary
> Memphis
>
>



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John McCreery
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