"dazzle gradually"

"Dazzle Gradually" 2017 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 or get my first book and see how the work evolves with new books rolling out next year.


Polly Alice

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?

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