all poems and photographs
© by Maya Stein

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Monday, September 26, 2005

How to Explain What I Feel for You or
Why I Refuse to Write about the Ocean


















No wonder the sunbathers
have heeded the warnings of tides
and moss-slippery rocks. The danger of drowning
is so obvious, the water a moonscape
of possible disaster. It's safer and less messy
to be straddling the grass with a cup of decaf,
fishing for adjectives.

So let me tell you about the perfect grass,
that clipped expanse of easy green.
Let me tell you about the coffee, the white ceramic cup,
the thick cream,
and two, even spoonfuls
of sugar.

4 comments:

la vie en rose said...

I'm not even a coffee drinker and I could appreciate the description. Beautiful imagery.

snowsparkle said...

truly love the title,
the images you paint,
the symbolism you employ
fine, fine writing

Anonymous said...

your site is so lovely. thank you for sharing it with us.

MB said...

Beautiful, explicit side-stepping. Nicely done.