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.
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!
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 :)
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!
ReplyDeleteI am going to pick up his Handbook of Poetic Forms, I have it on my bookshelf—have you ever read that one? :)
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!
DeleteAn 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 :)
ReplyDeleteI have a feeling I'd really like all his poems, Ruth...just like your images!
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