Clearly, a little permission is a dangerous thing.
But when you hug someone you want it
to be a masterpiece of connection, the way the button
on his coat will leave the imprint of
a planet on my cheek
when I walk away. When I try to find some place
to go back to.
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ab ovo usque ad mala
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Know the lived
This is just lovely 🙂
She’s a wonderful poet. Was married to Ted Berrigan who is also worth reading if you don’t know either of them.
I don’t know a lot of poets, except the most famous ones – you know; Keats, Blake, stuff like that 🙂
Well those are, of course, a good start. But poetry, or I should say literature, is a gigantic ocean one could get lost sailing on but get lost in a most pleasurable way.