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Write down the thoughts of the moment.  Those that come unsought for are commonly the most valuable.

Francis Bacon

Feb 14
2010

The Poem Not Censored

Posted by: Erin Wilcox

Tagged in: Wilcox , Valentine's , Tucson , poem , love

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I recently posted the text of my poem that was censored from KXCI's A Poet's Moment. In place of "Lament of a Double Bass," they did air another poem of mine, which I wanted to share here. I wrote it in response to a prompt given on Robert Lee Brewer's blog, Poetic Asides, which is hosted by Writer's Digest. Come to think of it, this is a love poem, so it's the perfect day to post it. Happy Valentine's Day, everybody!

 

So We Decided to Take Over the Block,

dangled earrings from rafters

and art from our ears

our people poured from cracks

in the sidewalk, storm drains,

we derailed the train, set up

a groove line,

and danced

on narrow streetcar tracks

that led to institutions

 

It was a Tucson hootenanny,

we called down the rain

danced in monsoon puddles

cracked the held breath

and let fly,

you held me at the waist,

twirled, caught me,

pulled me near,

rain dripped from your nose,

and your lips were warm

like tea

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Jan Strasser said:

Jan Strasser
Nice
That was joyful. My family loves this time, too.
 
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