The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Tue 5/15/2007)

[RetroLounge]

Mud Season

After a brutal Maine winter
the world dissolves
in weak sunshine and water.
Mud sucks at your shoes.
It's impossible to keep the floors
or the dogs clean.
Peeling layers of clothes like onion skins,
you emerge pale, root-like, a little dazed
by brighter light.
You haven't looked at your legs
in months
and discover an alarming new geography
of veins and flaws.
Last year you scoffed at people
who got spray-tanned
but it's starting to appeal.
Your only consolation is the company of others
who haven't been to Nevis
or Boca Raton,
a pale army
of fellow radishes,
round onions,
long-underground tubers.

Alice N. Persons

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[lizziegrace]

1. Wonderful descriptions.

"You haven't looked at your legs
in months
and discover an alarming new geography
of veins and flaws."

I can relate to that. :wow:

[wildhorses]

2. nice, thanks

:donut::hi:

kinda like road maps recording the places they bave been:)