Monday, September 16, 2013



When I wake up earlier than you and you
are turned to face me, face
on the pillow and hair spread around,
I take a chance and stare at you,
amazed in love and afraid
that you might open your eyes and have
the daylights scared out of you.
But maybe with the daylights gone
you’d see how much my chest and head
implode for you, their voices trapped
inside like unborn children fearing
they will never see the light of day.
The opening in the wall now dimly glows
its rainy blue and gray. I tie my shoes
and go downstairs to put the coffee on. 

— Ron Padgett


  1. Thanks for reminding me of this poet I've liked and haven't read in awhile until now. An excellent poem for a cloudy morning!

    I am going to pick up his Handbook of Poetic Forms, I have it on my bookshelf—have you ever read that one? :)

    1. I have not, Jade. I fell in love with his "How to Be Perfect" and enjoy other things I happen upon. So glad you reconnected with him here. Thanks for saying so!

  2. An amazing photo - it takes my breath away! Well, it IS poetry... without words. Ron Padgett has a real honest voice - an observation of detail I find interesting here. Also had to laugh right in the middle of it (open your eyes and have the daylights scared out of you"... Ha! I'm going to google him now as I don't think I've read him before. Thanks :)

  3. I have a feeling I'd really like all his poems, Ruth...just like your images!


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