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EAT WITH OUR HANDS

There’s nothing better than a book that smells like a white bra

or a string of mustard

All of our books have wet or dry food on them

Why aren’t there dining tables with shelves

Did Proust change me or did time go by

I assume a rule

hard work will be rewarded

Why compulsory sports

not compulsory daily poetry writing

You can’t put a book down like that

it’ll hurt the spine or the dog will eat it

A coyote visits my yard because she likes my books

and is okay with loneliness and fear  

She underlines me with her eyes

If we’re all poets when we dream she says 

we’re all filmmakers when we daydream

3 thoughts on “EAT WITH OUR HANDS

  1. Love the idea of daydreaming being filmmakers! & Emma is reading a book with talking coyotes that are part of a military so I immediately began imagining one of them in your back yard- LOL. The book is Wild Wood written by Colin Meloy (who was in the Decemberist). There are shades of Narnia, but not sure if Gus would dig it… might be too fantastical for his taste, but I’m actually enjoying the book quite a lot:)-

  2. “She underlines me with her eyes” !!!

    I want to go to the school of Farrah always, now with compulsory daily poetry writing

  3. wish I’d written “assume a rule” – it is my poetic process!
    do dogs eat books? I didn’t know but if they eat shoes I guess they might?
    another reason I may not be suited to try to keep a living being alive (3 boys didn’t seem to count/a miracle managed)

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