A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

the poetry of you

sweet subtle asyncopation, systole/diastole,
allegro, crescendo, fortissimo, sforzando!
īamb, anapest, amphíbrakhys, dáctylus
from the backwash, the undertow speaks
it’s slow murmur at the sky,
just before we crash low,
before we’re swept in by the next gale,
hurried by the western winds,
into the slow wet earth,
kept quiet by a passing whistle,
filled with so much of each other, bursting
with all we can share, praying
for any one good reason why, dreaming,
dreaming of what might come by for a while,
to listen in on your moves and meaning,
your height and depth and scope,
your sight, your might, and right to be seen,
your light, your honesty, your good work and word

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