The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Thu 4/24/2008)

[RetroLounge]

Stolen Moments

What happened, happened once. So now it’s best
in memory—an orange he sliced: the skin
unbroken, then the knife, the chilled wedge
lifted to my mouth, his mouth, the thin
membrane between us, the exquisite orange,
tongue, orange, my nakedness and his,
the way he pushed me up against the fridge—
Now I get to feel his hands again, the kiss
that didn’t last, but sent some neural twin
flashing wildly through the cortex. Love’s
merciless, the way it travels in
and keeps emitting light. Beside the stove
we ate an orange. And there were purple flowers
on the table. And we still had hours.

Kim Addonizio

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:hi:

RL

[lizziegrace]

1. I love this poem

I've got it in a collection and keep going back to it.

:hug:

[RetroLounge]

2. "keep going back to it"

Yeah, I do that too...

:hug:

RL

[lizziegrace]

3. ...

:hug:

[xchrom]

4. ...

the way he pushed me up against the fridge—

[RetroLounge]

7. ...

Now I get to feel his hands again, the kiss
that didn’t last

:sigh:

RL

[Inchworm]

5. Awww

That is sweet.

:loveya:

[CaliforniaPeggy]

6. My dear Retro!

Wow, how fabulously erotic...

And yet so understated too...

It leaves so much to the imagination, but still...

Delicious...

Thank you!

:hi:

[hisownpetard]

8. Thanks, RL!

[suninvited]

9. I have never heard that one

it sent chills down my spine. Good ones.

Great poem, I will have to look up that author.

[RetroLounge]

11. She's worth reading.

Get her book What is this thing called love.

:hi:

RL

[miss_american_pie]

10. You posted it before

Here's your kick.