What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Friday, September 3, 2010

9/3

I will celebrate
your geranium smile
your sensible shoes
when I in my dead man's suit
meet your mouth with this
eternal kiss

the war is over
in Times Square
& the air
has gone electric
with ardent promises

everything  is happening
at the same time
forever
though it is only
when we are holding
one another
that that secret
is ever
revealed
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