Showing posts with label The Things We Do For Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Things We Do For Love. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 2, 2023

my hipparchus

 

mapping the stars

on my back

you don’t ask me

for anything—

 

and let me cry

to forget what’s happened

between now

and the last good year

 

you don’t ask

for anything—so i can

remember how

to give the stars their names again

 

 

© 2023 Jennifer Wagner

 

for dverse quadrille #175:  craft a poem in exactly 44 words using some form of the word “map”

 

Friday, March 22, 2013

Sugar


Street Posts, Seattle, WA.  Image © 2013 Jennifer Wagner


 
 
when your spindles turned
to char-
coal,
you wiped your eye-
lashes
and turned your hair crimson, cocoa,
blonde, black

melting in the freeze;
you, a candy in the dish,
purple and licked,
true confections on the tip
of your tongue

giving kisses
cold-
er than
they’ve draw you
in the lines
of your cheekbones
and jaw-
dropping curves

the ones
 no one keeps
past
yesterday

but still
you try to be, to do
everything they want

turning bucks
and, when honest, at your heart,
feel something
you’ve heard
is akin to love



Copyright © 2013 Jennifer Wagner