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oh vast structure of recollection
by Kathleen Wilsonwhat comes to me
between the sip
and the morsel
in the suspension
time tastes
like a lemon cookie
opens its scallop shell
in another dimension
drops crumbling
onto a lacey napkin
tomorrow
as I bite
into yesterday's intention
03/30/2008 Author's Note: Published in Poetry and Cookies, Alta Dena, CA Library, 2009
Posted on 03/31/2008
Copyright © 2024 Kathleen Wilson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 03/31/08 at 05:44 AM Yum....it's so good to juxtapose the taste of anticipating the future and savoring the past. Adding directly to my faves! MFS |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/31/08 at 02:03 PM ...kathabela, this is top-shelf, i see you spinning this one while you twirl, twirled me in this vastness of statement, tie-ed it up nicely with just the write/right words...charlie |
| Posted by David Garner on 04/01/08 at 07:04 PM perfection. |
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