I very much like this David Yezzi poem from his book Azores (Swallow Press, 2008).
Very Like a Whale
Having seen the rainstorm letting up, I step outside and light a cigarette--a guilty pleasure I allow myselffor now, till guilt (or, horribly, my health)
disallows it as still pleasurable.A span of windswept grey foregrounds some clouds,looming presences of various widths.I play the children's game Prince Hamlet played
and name the shapes parading through the air.One--it takes me by surprise, in...
Published on August 23, 2010 05:00