Tuesday, February 24, 2015

The Subject is Pain

the morgue file

Sometimes I try to make sense of very complicated emotions in poetry. I will look at a form or see something pass out of the corner of my eye and something will make sense to be --suddenly.  I think that is what poetry is, a making sense of something universal--

For me today, the subject is pain.

i want to form fists
that cannot break
upon contact

hard surfaces
a sounding board
its reaction

always clear upon impact
my question
how now
to find
a moment of float
along its current

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2015


  1. I like, "a moment to float alone it's current." Very nice.

  2. How now ... that's the question :-)


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