Poetry Porch: Poetry

 

Nobody Too
by Fred Marchant

Let me stand small and innocuous:
as harmless as the windó
let me lift the grass lightly,
and bend the weighted lupinesó
the new stems barely green.

Let me nod in affirmation
like a squirrel in the pineó
let my back arch, and my torso
ripple into a questionó
to flee before the answer.

Let me be as the poems instructó
the door wide open,
and long, long shadows slanting in
ah like curious strangersó
let my chambers brim overówith them.


Copyright © 2008 by Fred Marchant.
This poem is part of The Looking House, forthcoming from Graywolf Press, Spring 2009.