- Non-Erotic Poetry
- an october poem
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Click hereto be fur, lovely
with mane, or content in fleece,
and blissful in lack of profundity —
only sky and winter,
the grass and moth.
when we are fur:
no sun-skin, thumbprint,
six syllable thoughts of fading
in tunnels of light.
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copyright d. dixon
10.2008
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- COMMENTS
annaswirlsabout 15 years agogetting back to it, instinct, life-- no dissertations on the end or beginning, just -- I think I know what you mean, cannot say it, why try? You already did. So good to read you again, again.
Angelineabout 15 years agoActually, I agree with UP that this is a lovely poem. As usual you say a lot with so few well-chosen words. You sound very contented in the poem. A lot of your stuff is pretty edgy--in a good way--but this sounds kinda blissed out and sweet in its Eve-ish way. :-)
