Poetry and pleasure.

To observe National Poetry Month, I've decided to post a poem a day (I hope) all through April. No commentary, no analysis, no screed about arguments or poetics or whatever. Just pleasure in the words that got me into this gig in the first place.

In the Garden

And the sky! Nooned with the steadfast blue enthusiasm Of an empty nursery. Crooked lizards grassed in yellow shade. The grass was lizarding, Green and on a rampage. Shade tenacious in the crook of a bent stem. Noon. This noon— Skyed, blue and full of hum, full of bloom. The grass was lizarding.

--Jay Hopler, from Green Squall