Interlocutor Poems - Poems about Interlocutor

...I had a seventh grader tell me, when I was in 5th grade, that things go downhill after 5th grade - that life doesn’t get better, it just gets more complicated. I’ve had years to mull that over and I ......Read the rest...

...She died on a three-legged stool in her kitchen, her heart burst, and out flew all the skills of her nimble hands. Now she cooks the twilight mixing the dried fruits of yester-years. I feel her......Read the rest...

...In the kitchen she sits on a three-legged stool. She died in the living room, her heart burst, and out flew all the skills of her hands. Now she cooks the twilight between the days, the dried fr......Read the rest...

...Once, I took some colleagues from a British university to the Acropolis for a tour of the Parthenon. As I was explaining to my guests the history of the structure, I turned towards the ancient Agora......Read the rest...

...Once, To the wise, I turned to and timidly, I said: “The divine plans unable I am to understand Let alone them to criticize But I beseech you, wise one, to enlighten me on just ......Read the rest...

...Words reside alone in time and space; Only sentient minds their roots trace. Etymologists bring accents, forms to the surface; Lexicographers establish a chronological base. In dark, library basement......Read the rest...

...I In that small moment dream takes to fly from memory and become the nagging image of forgetfulness the muted clank of psyche's hold I can turn too well in bed and learn the pains of comfort.......Read the rest...