
Here’s a poem I wrote last year with the word “invitation” as its title:
Invitation
Come alone, Baritone.
I will introduce you to Contralto
She reaches low and high,
Rich and throaty,
Breathy and languid.
Such music you two will make!
Better than the usual
Serious, Angry, Tedious, Brusque,
You two make music Breathtaking, Aching,
Music which flows unstoppable
As a mud slide
Down the scale of surprise.
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poet, birder, senior citizen, cancer survivor, Catholic sister. Eight books of poetry published: At the Year’s Elbow, Mellen Poetry Press 2000; Scattered Showers in a Clear Sky, Plain View Press 2007; chapbooks: Pick It Up and Read, Finishing Line Press 2008, How the Hand Behaves, Finishing Line Press 2009, Digging for God, Wipf and Stock 2010, Vexed Questions, Aldrich Press 2013, Reconnaissance, Texture Press 2014, and Life List, Finishing Line Press, 2015.
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I agree 100%! Lovely poem.
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‘Down the scale of surprise.’ I like that.
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