Today's poem is by Ralph Angel
for Natsume Soseki
I donít want you to know about any of this. I probably changed. I was invariably
disgusted with myself.
Then she began to talk deleriously. She lost her power of speech. When I got home
I who had not remembered. What one says and what one thinks are entirely
different things. Everytime I go outside
this is the price I paid.
Itís blood that moves the body. Words arenít meant to stir the air only. They see
somewhere in my heart
so long as my wife's
Copyright © 2011 Ralph Angel All rights reserved
from American Poetry Journal
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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