Tuesday, April 11, 2006

a new poem...

this is quite recent and unpublished...yet. enjoy, maybe it offsets the doom a bit.



cold coffee before sunrise

she quotes Bob Dylan and
reads Hemingway and Fante.

she draws with charcoal and
sculpts with wire.

she curls and snaps and
sparks like fire,
she climbs into the air
of the night.

she laughs and the sound
is fragile thunder.

she decorates her suffering with jewels
of glass.

she manufactures hope
out of
cobwebs and dark alleys.

she brings me
cold coffee before sunrise.

I smile
and

drink deeply.


cunningham 06

4 Comments:

Blogger j.b said...

damn.

just damn.

why you are not lauded the world over i'll never understand. why you are not the Poet Laureate of Earth i'll never understand.

damn.

6:32 PM  
Blogger christopher cunningham said...

you 'damn' me with such praise, madman. and I cannot hold both Poet Laureate of the Known Universe AND the Earth title simultaneously. it's in the rule book. check it out.

10:04 PM  
Blogger j.b said...

he's right, folks. i looked it up.

Section 8, Chapter 4, Part VI.

"One cannot simultaneously hold the position of Poet Laureate of the Known Universe and Poet Laureate of the Earth. If one is currently Poet Laureate of the Known Universe and wants to hold the post of Poet Laureate of the Earth, he must first renounce his position as Poet Laureate of the Known Universe."

shitty rule, if you ask me!

10:12 PM  
Blogger Partisanpoet said...

Great poem! Juicy and rich.

7:25 AM  

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