Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Horses
-For your fiftieth birthday, I’m booking
the greatest magician ever!
-Will he disappear my angst?
-Better! He ends his act with a life-size
hologram of a horse! You ride it out!
-I can’t ride a hologram.
-You’re one too! He makes you one!
-I’ll take a real horse, thanks. Gallop away
from draining, and acutely real, Lenore!
-The lost Lenore?
-With any luck!
Labels: birthday, Fifty, hologram, horse, Lenore, magic, Poe, Raven
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Starbucks “Fiery Red Head” Mug
Most I remember are like pale
Eddie Poe heroines receding
weakly into dank light, just
steps from mausoleums.
But that red hair a-
gainst whitest skin
trips your breath!
Most I remember are like pale
Eddie Poe heroines receding
weakly into dank light, just
steps from mausoleums.
But that red hair a-
gainst whitest skin
trips your breath!
Labels: Poe, redhead, Starbucks
Sunday, August 09, 2009
Redhead
I’ve known redheads,
skin like fresh
baptismal founts, striking
hair too. Something from
Eddie Poe’s gals hustles,
dead or dying.
Reclining at any rate
in tombs.
I’ve known redheads,
skin like fresh
baptismal founts, striking
hair too. Something from
Eddie Poe’s gals hustles,
dead or dying.
Reclining at any rate
in tombs.
