Today's poem is by Ralph Angel
From the Balcony
Out there, where whales swim upon a building and muffled
harbor sounds collide. Where trains collide. A perfect
slab of sea upon the specks of those who stroll upon its shore.
Among the very dawn of us, a single shrug of heart unleashes
waves of birds and voices from the plaza. Then falls back
again. And that much more denied.
One step of yours and cafes steam with coffee. A butcher
parks outside our door. One nod and pots of blue
chrysanthemums explode the blowing day.
Where echoes eat our papers. Real names, the fountains, rows
of sycamore become their feathered haze. In our most
human clothes, along the balustrades of all the gardens,
one breath is pure desire.
Copyright © 2002 Ralph Angel All rights reserved
from Twice Removed
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