Soon the old year must join
its dwindling thread to a new
coil of days.
The daylight hours cast
their sheen on sheets of crackling ice,
while oblivious to the dueting wrens,
the chickadee darts through
the lilac. The sun, too, is blurred
by a kind of viscous film so that I think,
Give me fire, or give me water.
Tell me you love me, or tell me more.
And on those days when neither will suffice,
give me coffee and soup— two
of the things my grandmother used to say
should always be served scalding hot.
—Luisa A. Igloria
12.30.2010
In response to today’s Morning Porch entry.
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
- Stay
- “Findings”: the missing Morning Porch poems
- Two more Morning Porch poems from Luisa Igloria and a comment on free culture
- What Leaf
- With winter’s gift of unimpeded sight,
- Aubade, with Feathers
- Scherenschnitte
- Solstice
- Heart and Shadow
- “The sudden spasm of wings”
- “Before sight, sound—“
- Four Morning Porch poems
- “Up and down the street, the neighbors…”
- Memento Mori
- “The streets are lined with garbage bins…”
- Speaking of __
- Postcard
- Wake
- Despedida de Soltera
- Filament
- “Paired or unpaired, all in the world…”
- Vertices
- Graupel
- Auguries
- Closer
- Menage
- Instructions
- Consonance
- Rosary
- Forager
- Photogram
- [poem temporarily hidden by author]
- Landscape, With Darkness and Hare
- Ghazal of the Dark Water
- Landscape, with Cardinal and Earring
- Intention
- One Day, That Room
- “Soon the old year must join…”
- Landscape, with Small Flakes and Far-off Bandoneón
- Sentence
- Spun
- Intercession
- Recurrence
- Landscape, with an End and a Beginning
- Waking
- Thaw
- Spell
- Dim Sun, Dim Sum
- Vanishing Point
- Monday Landscape, with Clocks Borrowed from Dali
- “Last night’s wet snow…”
- Ephemera
- Landscape, with Water Fountain, Small Clouds and Endless Lyric
- What She Wants
- Landscape, with Mockingbird and Ripe Figs
- Letter to Arrythmia
- Love Poem with Skull and Candy Valentines
- Letter to Affliction
- Letter to Levity
- Thaw
- Letter to Rubbermaid and Tupperware
- Letter to Spam
- Ellipsis
- Nave
- Little Waking Song
- Imminence
- Letter to Water
- Letter to Green
- Meditation on a Seam
- No Two
- Ghazal of Burgeoning Things
- Deseo
- Petition for Something Other than White
- Letter to the Hungry Ghosts
- Impression, with Rain and Buds
:-)
Tell me you love me, or tell me more
Now there’s a line to die for. Grand poem, Luisa!
i gravitated to the same lines but i can’t do without these: “And on those days when neither will suffice,// give me coffee and soup.”
i think the two of you should assemble these pairs of morning porches and poems into a publication. :)
Nice thought, but there are definitely times — as here — where Luisa has made lemonade from a real lemon!
Oh blush. You make my heart fat and happy :) Thanks guys!