no murky promise on the manila encloser,
(painted talons free perforce of perfume traces,
so clean the hunt, so lean the prey)
sealed with heat, perhaps, but dissipated:
a plastic rivet pops on recalled pamphlets.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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For some reason I am totally drawn to your poems that mention mythological characters in their titles. I know why, because they're lovely. I love the internal rhyme in this one.The repetitive P sounds tell of something percolating beneath the surface.
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