Selecting a Reader
by Ted Kooser
First, I would have her be beautiful,
and walking carefully up on my poetry
at the loneliest moment of an afternoon,
her hair still damp at the neck
from washing it. She should be wearing
a raincoat, an old one, dirty
from not having money enough for the cleaners.
She will take out her glasses, and there
in the bookstore, she will thumb
over my poems, then put the book back
up on its shelf. She will say to herself,
"For that kind of money, I can get
my raincoat cleaned." And she will.
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Have a great Thursday!
3 comments:
Mmmmm....lovely. I've read that one before. It always makes me smile.
It's a great poem.
My girlfriend sent me the thing.
She knows all the bestest poems in the whole world.
I read it, and immediately thought.... "I wish I had wroten that!"
Wha---?? Did you say...girlfriend? Very interesting...
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