"I am an idealistic, naive, passionate, truth-seeking, spiritually motivated artist, unschooled in the science of law and finance." --Wesley Snipes

Saturday, June 11, 2005

Poetry Less than Daily makes a guest appearance on this blog!


in West Virginia, in 1938



The lake tells a fib
geese cry delirious
in the suddenly blue blue
blaze of day
O cherry tomato
kiss me full on the small of my back
and all the quivers
of summers renew
with a slow curve
as part exact jubilee
and part profaned logic
Suppose it foretells
a multitude
of kissing?
Hope is too like despair
accustomed to the open throat
for sorrow is so often a tidy
secret


Jess Mynes

2 comments:

Laurel said...

You look a little like a cop. But not a cop today... a cool looking cop in New York in the early 60s.

Also, I like this poem.

Jonathan said...

I like "Kiss me full on the small of the back." Jess is a good poet.