Hey, hey
senior thesis cohort,
The poet and critical essayist, Rachel Dupleiss, reading this evening in the mills hall living room; it was an inspiring event.
Afterwards, I went to the library and wrote this poem, which thought I would share :)
it's entitled:
Food in the Library
The jacket is nifty
The jacket is nifty
Torn on the side
Each piece is a tearing fray
Hello goblet
Shredding
Who is gobbing in this room
confess to your gobbing
its a sure fit.
Tickled toes are in the bath's context.
The action of pouring is not candid.
The wopping and galopping.
Mystery is approaching water in shock.
Trust is the stun garmet stripping path or lose, if this is a quest
guess: narrate roses and see may and bloom.
Does she. Does "she." Wobble red
painting morning,
a calm breath.
Marci, your poetry is so lively. I love how it jumps across the page. I'm always so aware of the sounds of your work. I'm glad you're feeling the inspiration; that's been a buzzword in the fiction group these days. I need to get out there and listen to more readings; it's something I always forget about. Your work feels like it's meant to be read aloud, like a part of the meaning is missing if you just look at the words instead of listening to how they react to each other.
ReplyDeleteThanks for posting this Marci! Really nice to see some creative work on here. Just as Katy said, love the liveliness of the poem. I love "Hello goblet"--it's surprising. I'm looking forward to seeing how your draft process is coming.
ReplyDelete:) agreed your poem on the page is a real treat and brought a smile to my face. look forward to reading/hearing more of your work.
ReplyDeleteand it has all the confidence of disparity and unity that Plessis exhibited. Yay, more fun work on the blog?
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