Mike Ravdonikas: Poems

Encapsulation / If you ever dream Of going to space – First, come to my city And stay for the whole Month of May. And forget what it’s like To walk. . . Or – forget what it’s like To discuss new translations Of Latin epics, or the meaning Of words like ‘emulsion’, Or the origins Of inequality – or of turnips – With anyone but your Lovely wife. (Whom you certainly shouldn’t Drag onto a spaceship, You’ve already made her live here – And ain’t that enough?) @verse

To do / Task for the week, month, year: Survive this and remain a writer. Or a poet. Or at least a pair of glasses And a beard, With an affinity for culture And an unfinished tea, 5:40 in the morning, Watching the sun rise From the haze Of an accursed horizon. @verse

👉Collections • Metamorphoses (1…N) • Thirty Six • Five cities • There and Neck Again Something more visual.

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