The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 7/27/08

[BlueIris]

"Sunday Evening"

Back from Boston,
Ira and I listen
to a tape of Anne Sextone
reading her poems—
part of my $87 binge
at the Grolier Book Shop
in Harvard Square.
Ira likes her "smoky" voice,
which is interrupted
by the kettle's shrill whistle.
I go into the kitchen
and prepare our tea:
Cranberry Cove for Ira,
Mellow Mint for me.
We sip, smoke and listen
to Anne. Toward the end
of the tape, Ira unpacks
the little black bag
of Godiva chocolates
and, one by one, eats
a butterscotch-filled coat
of arms, a light brown starfish
and a gold-foiled cherry cordial.
He chews and smiles.
I regret that I ate all
of mine on the train.
But wait! He offers me
his last one (which he
makes me earn with kisses):
a dark chocolate heart.

—David Trinidad

[RetroLounge]

1. Oh, very nice...

:hi:

RL

[BlueIris]

3. C-Peg has requested more erotic poetry.

I'm on it, Chief.

[taterguy]

2. I love David Trinidad

:yourock: :yourock: :yourock:

[BlueIris]

4. Yes, he's quite excellent.

Stay posted for more David Trinidad.

[BlueIris]

5. Typos suck. Thanks for not laughing at the bad typo, Loungers.

Blech (bad Iris!).

[BlueIris]

6. Kick.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

7. My dear BlueIris!

Ah, very nice!

I'm not familiar with this poet...

Thanks for the intro!

There's a lovely erotic touch at the end...

:hi:

[BlueIris]

8. David Trinidad is cool.

This is taken from one of his books, "Answer Song."