Meadow Talk by Sarah Dunster
by Jonathon | 2.17.12
There is no better talk
than
thoughts shared in violet hollows
where not so much praise as scent
not so much words as velvet—
soft petals on our faces—
speak our language.
So, love, make plain
what
you might wish in digging out
green hills for four-leaved omens
we might taste in stems of waiting clover
and I might see in hollows of your
throat, your lips, your eyes.
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Sarah Dunster contributes regularly to WIZ as a writer and a reader. Her wide-eyed wonder at the world and at words embodies the spirit of LONNOL month. She has published in Dialogue and Fire in the Pasture. For more, go here.
February 18th, 2012 at 9:57 am
Sometimes I feel like Billy Idol, only with commenting instead of dancing.
Anyway: groovy. Amazing how much you manage to say about talking in a few crisp lines.
April 8th, 2012 at 6:14 am
I like the idea of replacing speech with sensation, description with experience.