Simple
By Wren Fallon
(For Sharon Olds and Jackie Kay)
Poetry about
simple
things
Succinct visions of
everyday
items and common
emotions
that feel extraordinary
as they course through
your veins
The thrill that tickles your gut
spreads up and down
tackling your heart
teasing your knees
catching in your throat
before it bursts forth
simultaneously
from the head, hands, and
feet
A literary orgasm
as you recognize
a piece of yourself
in someone else’s
poem
Wren Fallon has neither a website nor a blog, and that’s the way she likes it.
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