by Bill Yarrow
in White Heat
there's a character
who reads lips
using a mirror to see
the mouths of prisoners
in other cells
that's how I feel
when I talk
with you
except I don't
need a mirror
to see your lips
except that I don't
know the first thing
about lip reading
except that I'm free
not a prisoner
in a cell
but that's how I feel
when I try to capture
the inmate words
that attempt
their daytime
escape
from the lithe
penitentiary
of your mouth
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This poem was published in Olentangy Review.
Thank you, Darryl and Melissa Price.
This poem appears in "Against Prompts."
https://www.amazon.com/Against-Prompts-Bill-Yarrow/dp/1943170282
Neat analogy, effectively presented. (That last stanza's a humdinger)
The last stanza ...
Most enjoyable.
Yes! Excellent. Love it.
Extended metaphor works great here. *
Thank you, Matt, Erika, Michelle, and Jill!
Enjoyed.
*, Bill. The analogy is an excellent poetry vehicle here.
Thanks, Gary and David!
Wonderful...especially the last stanza!
Thank you, Kitty!
*, Bill. Checkmate! Love has been captured.
Thanks, David!