Thursday, January 1, 2009

Hanging in the Hush

sorry – this poem has been removed due to some delusional endeavor to get published. i’ll put it back once i come to my senses.


Silly Girl said...

this feels exactly like happiness should feel like...

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

This reads like a lovely relic, a photo on a plate of sensitized iron. Might be my favorite poem so far.

What a perfect rendering of a lazy morning - waking up with the person you love, languidly, and relishing the day!

Wording is ultra impressive from beginning to end -

Love these lines -
"and your smooth legs
on mine
and balance
while downstairs the grapefruit
is cold and ripe and red."

SENSUOUS without being overt.

Joaquin, you are one of my favorite poets. I mean it.

Moanerplicity said...

My Friend,
what you've
done here was to
the simplicity of
a Lovely Moment...
and like a
magician, turned
it into something


*applause & finger snaps!*


trooping with crows said...

I whole heartedly LOVED it.
I remember these lazy mornings with my husband before the birth of our child! Now every morning (because he sleeps in the bed with us) is nose pinching, slaps to the face, and once in a while a nice kissy.
I read it more than once and I don't know what to say that would even do it proper justice. Just a beautifully captured bit of complete earthly pleasure. My favorite part was the personification of breakfast "a patient guest"
Love your site.

Scott Ennis said...

It's an alba. Never have I enjoyed breakfast as much as reading this poem. Beautiful.

RachelW said...

You have captured a perfect moment! Oh, wow...

Linda S. Socha said...
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Linda S. Socha said...

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