stay…with positive energy


by Kim Addonizio

So your device has a low battery & seems to drain faster each day.
Maybe you should double your medication.
You might feel queasy, but also as if the spatula flattening you to the fry pan
has lifted a little.
So your breath comes out scorched, so what.
Inside, trust me on this,
there’s a ribbon of beach by a lake,
in the sand, fragments of a fossilized creature resembling a tulip.
Back in the Paleozoic, online wasn’t invented yet
so everyone had to wander alone & miserable through the volcanic wastes
or just glue themselves to a rock hoping someone would pass by.
Now you can sob to an image of your friend a continent away
& be consoled.
Please wait for the transmissions, however faint.
Listen: when a stranger steps into the elevator with a bouquet of white
roses not meant for you,
they’re meant for you..
Kim Addonizio, “STAY” from Now We’re Getting Somewhere. Published by W.W. Norton and used by permission of Massie & McQuilkin Literary Agents.



give me the “landscape framing” to allow for four



I was framed
by my eyelids
who clicked the shutter when
I saw the beauty of my grand-kids

the muscles of my daughter-in-law

the Samson-like hair of my son

the generosity of my daughter

the sweetness of my son-in-law

the texture of the flowers


then posted them on my blog without permission.

Trust me,
I was framed
with framing
those morsels with my eyes
and feeding them to my hungry blog.

I beg forgiveness.

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