I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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26 September 2008

Verse Portrait 55. Canadian Poet

Pearly girlie plays with words,
sounds, meanings, structures
and arrives at intriguing
revelations or conundrums
that always go deeper
than you might first expect.

Work different from mine,
which is plainer.

I don’t have to be the same
to appreciate the juicy flesh
of a poem bitten into and tasted,
thrilling to its savour, inhaling
the lingering memory,
running my tongue again and again
over satisfying texture.


  1. thank you. :)

    and taking a page from you, I started letting people know that I've done ones about them.

  2. You're welcome! :)

    I let people know if they are still in my life and easily identifiable. Others I try to make unidentifiable while still giving my truthful impressions.

    And then there's the dead, such as my Mum. I figure they don't mind.