—Loch Henson, Diamond Springs, CA
I browse through tomes of
poetry on pages both paper
and digital, tracking the scent
of an elegant phrase to
Surely the Gamekeeper
of Words, armed with a dictionary,
will forgive the occasional
trespass and petty theft that
poets are prone to.
The grassy plains of imagination
are flammable, as are the forests
of thought and memory, and
we writers are known
to carry matches.
The black market for our prized
wares is robust…surely the wild
game tastes the best…and we
dodge the occasional manhunt with
a shrug when cornered:
“I’m just a poet!”
—Medusa, with thanks to Loch Henson for dodging the Gamekeeper today! If you're in Antioch today, drop in at the Valona Deli to hear Sacramento's Mary Mackey read, plus Bill Maher and open mic, 3-5pm!
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