A Ten Minute Spill (An Exercise By Rita Dove) Poem by Jeffrey Tedford
A Ten Minute Spill (An Exercise By Rita Dove)
A stitch in time spells ruin/While blackberry clouds hover, /Lick the horizon like a needle./On the front porch/Mother rocks frowatd/ Alto voice singing an old now-wordless tune: / I strain to hear ex-husbands, / A whir/ Of lovers swimming in the eventide.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lost love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
An old woman sits sewing on a porch, singing to herself about vanished lovers.
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