Poetry Time!

CC licensedOut back, Edna

poem] for Edna St. Vincent Millay

             born on this day, 1892

Out back, Ednahangs pillowcases,

fresh as a line of sonnets.

Her rogue image

candid in a nightie and tramp-coat,

displays robust charm

matching her savage beauty.

We chat over wet laundry ―

I trust her with my tough secrets,

my edged tools.

It's easy like having another drink

when you know you’ve had enough.

She tosses words like clothespins,

exhales slow, stamps a cigarette

in the grass with a twist

of her Pulitzer shoe.

Your heart is true, she winks.

You may pass.

by Tess Kincaid