alskuefhaih
asoiefh
Showing posts with label getting back to it. Show all posts
Showing posts with label getting back to it. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Poem: the turquoise sea for Christmas

-
-
I read a billboard:
Gifting made easy.
I mourned suddenly
the loss of giving.

And I thought
of the green-glazed vase
curved like cupped hands
(or your opalescent cheek)
on top of the cabinet.

Or the perfect green field
and the turquoise sea.

I would like to give
them all to you.
But they
are already yours.





-
-