Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Poem - Cleaning Up After The Poetry Salon

3 comments:

Maureen Mason said...

Doug what a pleasure to come across this blog and hear your voice again! "And Jesus! Those poems about stars" ... "I'll need some help here with Idaho and that eagle."

We used to bump into each other at the park and while the dogs and kids were running around we'd "play catch" with poetry: I have a Rumi for you, great I have a Mary Oliver for you! I have a James Wright too.

This one is very satisfying, yummmm. Thank you. I laughed out loud at the persistence of adjectives--yes, it's so hard so get rid of them!--and at that whole menagerie left behind after the crowd leaves, like after a good party or a play. Really nice "folds" in it, too, how parts connect up with each other, and how you at the end are an untidy poet too.

All the best to you my friend!

Unknown said...

I can really hear your own rich voice in this one - a smile hiding in the white beard, a twinkle in the complaints... Loved Berry's cow manure... Well, there, now, I've left a mess behind, too!

erin t said...

fantastically wonderful.