Poetry Poetry Daily

Song Beside A Sippy Cup

Sharing a poem I just read yesterday and totally LOVE. Read it out loud. Seriously. Read it out loud. I love the sounds and how it’s put together.

 

Song Beside  A Sippy Cup by Jenny Factor*

 

In the never truly ever

truly dark dark night, ever

blinds-zipped, slat-cut,

dark-parked light,

you (late) touch my toes

with your broad flat own

horny-nailed cold toes.

Clock-tock, wake-shock.

 

In the ever truly never

truly long long night, our

little snoring-snarling

wild-child mild-child

starling-darling wakes every

two, three (you-sleep) hours,

in the never truly ever

truly lawn brawn fawn dawn.

 

*first published in The Beloit Poetry Journal, vol. 51, no. 4, Summer 2001

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Jesi Kay
Jesi Kay, poet and aspiring novelist, was born in the Texas panhandle where wide skies, lazy summer days, and rolling thunderstorms sparked her imagination and left lasting memories in her blood. An early reader, poetry and mythology were her passions. So much so that when she was ten years old her step-father gave her his college mythology textbooks to read, which were full of classic poetry and more than enough tales to fill her romantic and inquisitive nature. Jesi loves reading, art, going to the theater, the romanticism of the Victorian era (but not the missing conveniences of indoor plumbing and central air conditioning), running when the heat and humidity cooperate, and cold weather so she can wear her favorite boots and knitwear. Also, she still has those college mythology textbooks, a little worse for wear over time but still intact and telling their stories to her. Jesi is a contributor at The Well Tempered Bards blog and at www.octpowrimo.com.

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