passion of the irregular verbsA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
shake
hands with the fire, it will consume your
words to brittle afterthoughts the baked bread of
botanical realities summed up in a few
tendered stanzas, the brazen flames typed with seared
fingers...
a poet's urn and ashes in the refrain the chorus charred with
a concubine's misgivings
i do love the muse,
really even if all we ever have
are constant "one
night stands"
erin-cilberto 11/19/16 © 2016 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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5 Reviews Added on November 23, 2016 Last Updated on November 23, 2016 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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