It’s Poetry Monday, and time to be on the road again with my favorite poet. For those of you in the USA, happy Labor Day!


rigid postures like cats facing off,

words in bursts,

glances lancing in and away,

a whip-lash negation.

the stream of discussion

perhaps innocuous to start,

the plan for tomorrow,

where to have lunch,

now a foaming rapids,

wills clashing.

I turn from the couple

pulling against each other

in angry mitosis.

I think of my other.

a desire to be with her,


needles of relief

at her absence.

p. ferenczi

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