After A While After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head [...]
Archive for March, 2009
Poem of the Day: After a While
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 03/20/2009 | 2 Comments »
Poem of the Day: Sonnet
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 03/08/2009 | 1 Comment »
Sonnet I can’t sleep in case a few things you said no longer apply. The matter’s endless, but definitions alter what’s ahead and you and words are like a hare and tortoise. (continue) -Alice Oswald
Poem of the Day: Whose Mouth Do I Speak With
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, Rancourt, words, Write, Writer, writing on 03/01/2009 | Leave a Comment »
Whose Mouth Do I Speak With I can remember my father bringing home spruce gum. He worked in the woods and filled his pockets with golden chunks of pitch. For his children he provided this special sacrament and we’d gather at this feet, around his legs, bumping his lunchbox, and his empty thermos rattled inside. [...]
