- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Asking for the Moon
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Patterns of snow and erosion
wrinkle Ohioans
til they squeak like drying corn.
I was never here.
Oregon. Country of
sapphire, emerald, slate:
a black watch plaid of pines
and pouring skies.
Gordon could tell me more:
his mother, raised in Hood River,
slept out of doors sometimes, breathing
that dark, moonlight
landing ephemeral on her mouth…
I need that feeling. I want the ocean
outside my door.
- COMMENTS
lorencinoover 16 years agoThis is precisely about two states, one the source and the other the filfulment of your desires. Precise telling of an emotional response to the nature of these locations launches the reader's imagination into their own personal needs in nature.
Amyfriendalmost 17 years agoYou could have gone on and covered more States (inc: Florida) but alas you didn't. However I did love what you covered, its a while since I was moonbathing. Thanks
