Honey a man stands in front of the shelveslined with nut spreads and honeysis short beard is honey-blondtattoos art his forearmshe doesn’t see me behind himI eye the honeys, waithe caresses a bottle, tilts his headhis contemplation is deep, thick honeyhe reaches for a top-shelf glass bottlegolden honey hued red from the tinted glasshe reads… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 20
POEM A DAY – February 19
I give you permission. This permission is repeatable for eternity. You're welcome. Use This Poem When Every Answer to Everything Everywhere Is: No, thank you.
POEM A DAY – February 18
Two Nights in Ottawa 1.I went alone to an old film theatre.It was on a slight hill, marquis shininglike a goddess. I can’t remember whatfilm I watched, but I remember feelingthe post-movie joyful bloat in my belly:popcorn, soda, sugar zinging in waves,the knowing of loving art deeply. I hadto walk back to my sister’s apartment.I… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 18
POEM A DAY – February 17
Fog for those of us with our head in the cloudswhen the clouds touch down, we groundbow into the surrender of that which wecan see but cannot hold, like all the bestthings: love, laughter, heat, dreams bow into the surrender of height daringto fall, to feel branch tips like soft kissessuck the marrow from dampening… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 17
VANESSA SHIELDS 