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Poem of the moment: Solitaire

One of my plans for this year is to read more poetry, as poetry is something nice to read which can also be enjoyed in small doses. And there is loads published online. So I figured I might as well post a few as I find them, to share the fun smile

Anyway the poem for this week is Solitaire, by Rhett Iseman Trull

I found this one on the site http://www.storysouth.com, which I was brought to via the Endicott journal team. As I have said before I often find good stuff thanks to Endicott! I have donated a little something to the site (it is always a good idea to donate a little something to sites you enjoy frequently, since it helps keep them alive. too many good sites have disappeared without a trace. The same goes for musicians who give their music away, or freeware authors too!)

Anyway, I had never heard of Rhett Iseman Trull, and most likely neither have the 4 readers of this blog....  ”Rhett Iseman Trull received her B.A. in English from Duke University and her M.F.A. in poetry from UNCG. Her poems have appeared in numerous journals, including The Greensboro Review, Iron Horse Literary Review, Poet Lore and Prairie Schooner. She has taught poetry classes at UNCG and in many high school and ESL classes throughout the triad. She lives in Greensboro, where she works at Acme Comics and edits the poetry journal, Cave Wall (http://www.cavewallpress.com).

Solitaire by Rhett Iseman Trull
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He has learned to love the loneliness of night,

The possible hauntings, faraway sirens, the silver
Of the sky. He used to follow all the advice: hot baths, warm milk,

Soft jazz, no caffeine. He tried sleeping with socks and without,
In silk or cotton sheets. He even took pills, which made him feel
Upon waking, as if he’d slept through a play’s second act.

...

read more at http://www.storysouth.com/poetry/2007/09/three_poems_3.html

The illustration is insomnia by fourcrows, see http://fourcrows.wordpress.com/2007/04/ for a larger size and fourcrows’ blog

Of course these are all (c) their authors and/or the place where they were published, and I am not sure whether can post the poem or part of it without breaching it. Posting an extract feels kind of like amputating the poem… but hopefully it gives a teaser.


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