"dazzle gradually"

"Dazzle Gradually" 2016 poems, paintings, new art & photography--a diary, a discipline, a delight. Read over my shoulder as I post my unedited poetry ---you can see it in the raw.


Polly Alice

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Spin

Pegasus stamps open his wings to our left
Cassiopeia kneels on our right
The pole spins on its axis
as we unwind
beneath their icy breath
standing free on our terrace.
As we spin
counter wise,
and all that we know falls away,
I’d just like to say
I like it here—
I like it here inside
this purple and white fleshed
core where
there is enough.
Where there is 
enough.

Sheets

















You spend the day 

in hope and stuff 
away your dreams 
at night 
to sleep
I spend the day 
in dread to pull
cool dreams 
like sheets
over
my hopes
you never
hear.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Honeycomb


When it’s quiet enough
the night cooks light
low into a dark syrup,

When it’s dark enough
the sun sleeps like a round cheeked 
Blues musician.

Me, my mind whirls with the wonder of words
honeycombed—

You tell me to
go to sleep.

I am a cricket chirping
under the corner
of the garden wall,

Don’t you smell it—
the first frost?

Monday, November 25, 2013

I had a lemon tree

I had a lemon tree 
that would not grow lemons,
so I kicked it, and screamed at it,
threw obscenities at it’s small trunk. 
I waited.
I watched the tree grow cut glass pitchers 
of pure lemonade—
engraved into each glass
was my sour expression.