A Reading
She had the credentials
to recite at the library
poetry reading.
to recite at the library
poetry reading.
A demeanor well composed,
while each poem closed
with a smile tight to her mouth.
while each poem closed
with a smile tight to her mouth.
I thought of a cat that’s caught
a mouse. Another poem…
another mouse. Without
a doubt her writing was adept,
a mouse. Another poem…
another mouse. Without
a doubt her writing was adept,
matter-of-course. But her
satisfaction was the
tour de force.
satisfaction was the
tour de force.
