It's raining this morning. We haven't had rain in a very long time, and it's been So Dang Hot for So Dang Long that everything is parched and dry and desperate for water. Earlier this summer, it rained so much that I had mushrooms everywhere. Now? Let's just say . . . my garden is sighing in relief this morning!
It's Friday, and I need to get on to the poetry part of things. This week, I've been devouring a book of poetry that I recently added to my personal poetry library/collection. The poet is Campbell McGrath, another one of my favorites. A lot of McGrath's poems are long. Prose poems. Long lyric poems. Incredible to read, but too long for a blog post, y'know? (If you've always balked at reading prose poems, Campbell McGrath might change your mind. He is the King of the epic prose poem.)
Luckily, he writes shorter poems, too. Here you go!
No sir, absolutely not, sorry, but no,
Not sorry, actually -- just no.
Keep it simple, plain vanilla: nope,
Not happening. Big en, big oh.
No way, no how.
Negative, nuh-uh, ixnay, nyet.
No no, no no.
Not likely, not likely. Maybe,
but I doubt it.
Possibly, conceivably, in theory.
Un-huh, mm-hmmm . . . .
Well yeah, sure, okay, why not,
oh definitely, yes,
wow, I mean anything,
anything at all, when can we begin?
My best wishes to all of you . . . for a weekend filled with peace and solace, time to rest -- and things that bring you joy. (And maybe some poetry, too.) (And rain if you need it.)
Today's poem was published in Nouns & Verbs: New and Selected Poems, Campbell McGrath, Ecco, 2019. Information about the poet can be found here.