BRIEF INTERLUDE BY CHERYL CLARKE

This poem is ACTUALLY BY THE AMAZING POET CHERYL CLARKE.  It’s today’s poem from the Academy of American poets

knew what I was about

stroking your lovely

neck in the perilously

brief

interval at the intersection of

desire, the real, and feminist

derring-do.

And if the intersection is three

or four points of variance,

divergence, diversion,

aversion, and hapless brief

interval

larger than the grid,

in dread of a walled corner,

a piano stool, a

contraband .38,

and that flip of an

eye eros,

oh, throat

I don’t do well with

expectation. Come up

here if it’s too cool a

story below with your

windows cracked.

Higher is warmer

in this last,

fast

phantasmic

interval.

Copyright © 2019 by Cheryl Clarke. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on June 13, 2019, by the Academy of American Poets.

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

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