in a poetry mood this monring so i wandered to poets.org and lo and behold it's national poetry month (it's kind of funny to me that there's a month or week or day out there for everything) anyways, i love poetry, but i only read it occasionally... i love reading poetry with other people... linds had a good collection when we were in freiburg... i loved listening to her read poetry... i'm settling with sharing a little online... so here's a poem from lucille clifton...

wishes for sons

i wish them cramps.
i wish them a strange town
and the last tampon.
I wish them no 7-11.

i wish them one week early
and wearing a white skirt.
i wish them one week late.

later i wish them hot flashes
and clots like you
wouldn't believe. let the
flashes come when they
meet someone special.
let the clots come
when they want to.

let them think they have accepted
arrogance in the universe,
then bring them to gynecologists
not unlike themselves.