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NaPoMo Day 19

dante aligheri image found on pinterest


dante & the word


the word is jazz.  once upon a time, he

was backstage at a grateful dead show.

he talked about morning metaphors &

the horrors of boredom.  10 years later,

dante is sitting on a rock.  he melts

like a clock.  a fish flies over his head.

he writes & rewrites his sonnet.

crumples up his paper into a ball.

his writer’s block is so large, it’s massive.

there’s a basketball hoop attached to it.

he tosses his ruined sonnet through it.

kobe!  he shouts.  he gets lots of practice.

the word is jazz.  dante doesn’t know it.

© polly macdavid


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