Entwined in wisps of smoke and foam and breath,
a form with no form with a question?
Definite currents and clandestine lovers taking shade
under the pouring tumult of steam and heat.
Lips brimming with pearls of prayers,
and an upside down umbrella to hold...
A lovely, thoughtful voice.
ReplyDeleteFor someone who writes poetry and appreciates everything from Langston Hughes to Seabiscuit, I offer two more institutions:
Check out "The Sky is Crying" by Elmore James, the great Chicago bluesman, and Ranier Maria Rilke, a poet of remarkable insight.
"...time spent in the difficult is always worthwhile."
Rilke