his sweater on the fourth day Holding dog hair in clumps like April snow on branches. Heavy with the surprise of the weight I carry on my shoulders. (Also like April snow on branches, folding into each other as if to say ‘can you feel this too?’ then the wind comes & blows off chunks… Continue reading Poem 111 – his sweater on the fourth day & PIV & New YPL!
Tag: Poetry in Voice
Poem 71 – My Son, the Passionate Shepherd
My Son, the Passionate Shepherd Oh what a joy when this poet’s sonreveals his choice for his grade ninepoetry recitation Oh what divinity when he stands tallyawps out Christopher Marlowe’s'The Passionate Shepherd to his Love' as I fold clothes in the cobwebbed laundry room my back to his wordsbecause he’s shy for me to watch… Continue reading Poem 71 – My Son, the Passionate Shepherd
