Today's poem is by Lisa Russ Spaar
Temple Kiss
Obituarial, novelty's wattage
spirea, japonicainvades:whetted, lacquered sparks
all reading the same book,wedded to every mirroring meld.
I'm dizzy, but not with jealousythis go-round. Why hemorrhage heaven?
Bees, yellow molars,bluntly graze the dogwood's
greeny infant stars,bruised promises
promiscuous & intent.But, Evergreen, woolen boltage,
truest friend: ravel & persistin this quailing, pastel time.
Recall our very first. Our broken rhyme.
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Copyright © 2014 Lisa Russ Spaar All rights reserved
from Hampden-Sydney Poetry Review
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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