Suggesting a Cloud
by Joa Suorez
Soak the day
until its soft colors
drain and only
an outline
of all we did
remains—a memory
new enough
we still see it
the same—a vague shape
against the sun
that evening
carries away.
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Helen Suorez said
Joa,
Saw your poem on Mark’s fb site today. Loved it! It felt so real that I actually had “chill bumps” on my arms. Any form of poetry has always been my favorite reading, and that’s totally beautiful!!
GO GIRL GO! Here’s one proud Nana. Love you.
August 18, 2010 @ 11:08 pm
Joa, I feel like a grandfather, which I am, but not yours (drat it!), who can be bursting with pride at what his little girl is doing now. This poem just SWINGS, as we would say when I was your age, from “drain” to “remains” to “same” to “away”, which make it almost a four-line rhyming poem “in the old style”, and yet it’s wholly new. Kay Ryan could be glad to write it, even though it’s not in her style at all (or only a little–more in hers than anyone else’s). It’s really yours, and you are on your way.
Swing away!
John