Representative Poetry Online
On this day: June 12th
Random Poem of the Day
2smoking a bit of July, waiting for the early
3bottle; the large tears of the passers-by, wrapped
4in white cotton, the world bandaged at 7 AM;
5 when the day goes old, they lean over
6and nod into their arms, lovers, one-time carriers
7of their separate hearts; their wives, their children
8are glass partitions through which they see themselves
9crying. Love them, or better yet, imagine a world
10without a footstool for the creased and lame; imagine how that
11sun above them spins halos for angels gone berzerk.
Notes
1] Sherbourne: a somewhat run-down north-south street in downtown Toronto's business district. Back to Line