Lines from a Foolish Male Poet
by LateNiteFantasy©
Lines from a Foolish Male Poet,
Praising a Female Poet's Excellent Lines
You wear your talent like your beauty—simply,
unadorned, as it needs no adornment—for its true
worth is in form and elegance and fine subtlety.
Your phrasing is exact and reflects your cool
intelligence and mastery of verse. "Cool" not as cold,
as your theme is often warm. I mean controlled,
or careful, fitted more like dovetail than glove.
It's your craftsmanship, not retail, that I love
about your words. You build but do not sell
your poems. Their surface glows with polish
that refines their sturdiness, shows off how well,
how solid they are made. My only, impure, wish
when I read them, blessed by your grace and style,
is that I read them in your arms, kissing you the while.
