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Only Yesterday

May 12th, 2014

so the core of the poem moves away
like a bridge, the far shore enveloping the trickle

in a morning where we think of how each square block

each smooth surface, bright, wet

& no: we’re not talking about the reformed thought
where learning crept away in the dark

& the square under our feet glowed in the rain

—November 20, 2013. Ventura, CA

Geoffrey Jacques is a poet and author who has edited several books for Harlin Jacque Publications. He lives in Southern California. His most recent books are Just for a Thrill (Wayne State University Press) and A Change In the Weather: Modernist Imagination, African American Imaginary(University of Massachusetts Press). Find out more about Geoffrey Jacques on his website, www.geoffreyjacques.com.

 

My friend and fellow poet Geoffrey Jacques has previously contributed several poems to these pages. I am pleased to welcome him back this year with this poem, which I find mysterious and evocative—but also strangely prosaic as it recounts the everyday  evolving of a poem from within and without the poet.

See more from this poet. And come back for another day of poetry tomorrow. If you want to be part of 30 Days of Poetry, send your poems to 30daysofpoetry4@gmail.com until May 30th. I look forward to hearing from you!

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