"gimlets" poems
Lost to backdrops scrolling past,
She sits knitting
in the carriage of a train.
The vague needles
They scintillate and glimpse
With the cadence of the wheels –
Upbeating ceaselessly.
Strips of tiny loops
And eyelets like dewdrops
Of condensation
Grouped on the superior rim.
Once in a while,
She gives a heave
To loosen more yarn from the skein
Of Filipino-made wool,
brushed worsted weave.
Spun and carded
from the richest fleece,
Deeper in the wicker basket by her feet.
The needles flash,
With ancient rhythms and attack
Of duellists in their chainmail coats.
With little hesitation she can tack
From plain to purl to blackberry.
Count back by rote or slip a stitch
While the fish-eyed gimlets gleam.
All gather profusely in her lap,
As windfall trove, rich-patterned
And warm with peach-fuzz nap,
All crafted from a single line of yarn.
Marvels fall continuously from wise
Spell-binding hands and all is well for now.
(9/11/13 @xirlleelang)
May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
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It is easy to work when the soul is at play—
But when the soul is in pain—
The hearing him put his playthings up
Makes work difficult—then—
It is simple, to ache in the Bone, or the Rind—
But Gimlets—among the nerve—
Mangle daintier—terribler—
Like a Panter in the Glove—
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He's out there right now,
In some other place,
Another street or city or state,
Another girl's bed or another guy's couch,
Wondering what he's missing.
She's out there waiting,
Drinking coffee or tea,
Or iced ***** Gimlets,
Poetry tattooed across her arm,
Needy hearts drawn across her notebook.
You'll meet at a bar,
Lonely souls craving contact,
Awkward hellos and quiet flirtations,
Free drinks from him and a phone number from her,
Your wedding is next fall.
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
I cannot stop ordering gimlets
******* Gimlets
Each time I'm reminded of the first time I tried yours
“Its gin lemonade,” you would say
I hated gin but decided to try it anyway
With a smile like that
How could I not?
I liked it
I really liked it
I liked it the way I loved you
Slowly to start but then all at once
Here I am tonight
At a different bar with someone else
Still ordering ******* gimlets
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 4:03 PM UTC