Max Ritvo

1 week ago | poets.org | Kaveh Akbar |Diane Seuss |Wayne Miller |Max Ritvo

Find and share the perfect poems. There is a tumor in my sacroiliac joint  and snowflakes in my coffee. I’m in Iowa with the cats and you’re in Pompeii. You send a video: lizards rushing into limestone which remind you of being a kid in Florida. In Florida we memorized sonnets while leaping around green anoles. I’ve forgotten the poems. Your black tights, even in that heat. Mostly that’s what I remember. It’s okay to say it straight.