by Ross Knapp
Refuge
The
background is ablaze in splendor!
Sun
shoots through the leaves in the trees
Beginning
to bloom and burst forth
Into
first beauty of the year
Too
busy to remember winter’s betrayal
The
trees create a slim silent shield keeping me safe
Right now,
right here, just right
My eyes
scan the squirrels
My skin
brushes up against the glorious genius girl beside me
She
smiles like Sappho
Brilliantly
Unashamedly
Fearlessly
Perfectly
Green
gushes forth from the ground
Gnawing
playfully and knowingly between my bare feet
Gentle
breezes gust round and round
My arms
and face feel the warmth of bathing light
Birds
buzz and chirp in cheerful contentment
Singing
forth short euphoric choruses
Simple
cars rumble down suburban streets
My old
wooden bench swings back and forth
Singing
its squeaky monotone melody
Saturdays
are the best of days
Few
obligations or complications
One of
the only refuges from the craze
Coffee
Black
as death
Is the
way
Cream,
sugar
Syrups,
milk
Overdone
Disgusting
Repulsing
Vulgar
masks
When
grown and
Roasted
right
Ground
just right
Brewed
just right
Take
your pick
Espresso
Thick
Turkish
Fancy
French
Stovetop
sludge
Dripbrews
too
Infinite
ways
To
inspire
Drink
the rich
Dark
liquid
And
live as
Life
relents
Just a
bit
Mind
muses
Up up
up
Drink
think do
Skits
in flits
Compulsions
To do
all
To
succeed
To
achieve
Oh
coffee!
Stimulant
Compliment
To my
id
Lazy
me!
ROSS KNAPP is a recent college graduate with degrees in philosophy and English literature who's also a graduate student in an MFA creative writing program. He has written an experimental literary novel and has also read and written poetry extensively independently in addition to working a day job to pay the bills. Originally he was planning on law school or a PHD in philosophy but decided to follow his passions and pursue poetry and writing as a career. Some of the poets he admires most are Sappho, Virgil, Li Po, Hafiz, Francois Villon, Dante, Keats, Whitman, Akhmatova, Baudelaire, Rimbaud, Eliot, Pound, Crane, Millay, Thomas, Sexton, Lowell, Ginsberg, and Plath.
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