Wednesday, February 01, 2012

For Stacy Doris


For God

there is nothing

more important

than sound.

To sit


in his house

is to have

lived all wrong

all along.

Poets belong

to the tempo

of that house.

Stacy and Uncle Mike

play there.

And sometimes on the sea there’s room to speak

and I pretend to hear all three of them.


caroline bergvall said...

thank you Maggie xx caroline

JS said...

Thank you Maggie. In sound . . . xOj