By Joseph Hesch
Before I became what you would call
a man, I was a rapacious predator,
tearing at and gulping down
great chunks of life
and what I thought was love.
The years have drained away
some of my strength and even
some of my yearning for the hunt,
but they have also taught me to nibble
and sip at life, as well as at
the rippled and scarred bowl of you.
I’m not sure if it is to savor them
as I never did in my youth,
or just to make such moments last longer.
This was not the poem I intended to post today, but Claudia Schoenfeld and Diana Lee teased it out of me. So here it is, all aproned-up for my first hosting of Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub. Feel free to comment on it (wince). And please visit and comment on the work of poets who are linking up with the community tonight over at dVerse.