Maureen N. McLane

(1967 / upstate New York)

Best Laid - Poem by Maureen N. McLane

it's clear
the wind
won't let up
and a swim's out —
what you planned
is scotched.
forget the calls,
errands at the mall —
yr resolve's
superfluous
as a clitoris.
how miraculous
the gratuitous —
spandrels,
cathedrals.
on a sea
of necessity
let's float
wholly
unnecessary
& call
that free


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 21, 2016


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