professor. Neva
is closing in on ninety.
she loves
to write, loves to read
her poetry
to a crowd
of one, or two.
more than that is a
delight.
she's clean and precise
with her words.
paring down
the lines, tightening
up the rhymes.
we're so different
in style,
and subject matter,
her and i, which is fine.
and as i hold her book in my
hands tonight
i wonder if she's well.
i wonder what new thoughts
will
leave her heart
as she begins to write.
No comments:
Post a Comment