Turkeys, sharks and parks, oh my

I realize that my posting has dropped off a bit over the past six months. I’ve been writing, but perhaps getting more picky about what I want to put on the blog. However, I do not want to disappoint my readers! My solution: Post more than my own poetry. Post about poetry. Post about what I’m reading.

Currently, I’m reading a poetry collection – The Niagra River – from our poet laureate Kay Ryan. She likes short lines, which is something we have in common. But her lines are packed with so much meaning, internal rhymes and wordplay. Here’s a particular favorite of mine.

Sharks’ teeth
by Kay Ryan

“Everything contains some
silence. Noise gets
its zest from the
small shark’s-tooth-
shaped fragments
of rest angled
in it. An hour
of city holds maybe
a minute of these
remnants of a time
when silence reigned,
compact and dangerous
as a shark. Sometimes
a bit of a tail
or fin can still
be sensed in parks.

Bits of silence lurking in parks… I will think of that the next time I stroll past the dog park on Plymouth Court.

Be thankful for poets. And have a Happy Thanksgiving!

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