Tonight we have a clever short poem by Marie Marshall from her unpublished chapbook Letters to Erinna (2010). The collection contains a mix of prose and poetry in a variety of styles. One thing I love about Marie’s poetry is that her style is broad and deep and variable, and yet I would recognize the voice of her poetry easily, even though her poems do not always come to us in the same voice.
Dear Erinna – a Valentine,
A calendar of moons impose
. their will on Capricorn;
I reach to take a second rose,
. my fingers grasp a thorn.
My blood, let by that tine’s indent,
. I give, and give again;
If love is worth one wooden cent,
. then it is worth the pain.
Love from ?????
Go to this month’s first Poem-A-Day to learn how to participate in a game as part of this year’s series. You can have just a little involvement or go all the way and write a cento. I hope you’ll join in!