Today's poem is by Ian Harris


I'm playing with blue plums
that are not plums
but things lost track of.

These are facts
I'm putting down.
Loved. Out of love.

You are reading a Joan Didion novel.
I am eating a sandwich.
You go to community college.
I am sleeping with another woman.
I once saw Evel Knievel.

He was wearing his constellatory jumpsuit
and motorbiking over what for him
must have been a manageable distance.

Copyright © 2006 Ian Harris All rights reserved
from Black Warrior Review
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