I love these two poems--Zapruder, child of the Sixties seeing the love issues we hippies left around as landmarks. The beach poem is very "California"--beautiful translucent beings enchanting him and me and all who attend the ceremony of a California beach. Frankenstein, the lover we all are, holding our seams when we learn how loosely we are stitched, looking for our own face in lovers while we learn. What talent. A new poet for me to read.
Merimee Moffitt replied on Wed, 07/28/2010 - 06:16am
I love these two poems--Zapruder, child of the Sixties seeing the love issues we hippies left around as landmarks. The beach poem is very "California"--beautiful translucent beings enchanting him and me and all who attend the ceremony of a California beach. Frankenstein, the lover we all are, holding our seams when we learn how loosely we are stitched, looking for our own face in lovers while we learn. What talent. A new poet for me to read.