Collecting Him Still – Poetry by Catherine

If Once You Have Slept on an Island – Jamie Wyeth

I have a face that
questions taking part,
and a corner that piles
books like it’s 
a year-end holiday, 
I don’t spell properly,
I can’t say what got
in the way of the iec’s
and the tz’s,
I make a fine bundt cake though

I called him a year ago
to hear his voice say
Hello, I didn’t answer,
never wanted to take him
from his forty year skinny dip
with the blond,
I listened, then turned back
to my sandpaper and
an opinionated west wind


About the Poet

Catherine is a published New England poet. She believes oceans that fall in the night are good for writing. Her conch shells have speakers.

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