Jeffrey McDaniel

Rookie (1967 / Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

Absence - Poem by Jeffrey McDaniel

On the scales of desire, your absence weighs more
than someone else’s presence, so I say no thanks

to the woman who throws her girdle at my feet,
as I dropp a postcard in the mailbox and watch it

throb like a blue heart in the dark. Your eyes
are so green – one of your parents must be

part traffic light. We’re both self-centered,
but the world revolves around us at the same speed.

Last night I tossed and turned inside a thundercloud.
This morning my sheets were covered in pollen.

I remember the long division of Saturday’s
pomegranate, a thousand nebulae in your hair,

as soldiers marched by, dragging big army bags
filled with water balloons, and we passed a lit match,

back and forth, between our lips, under an oak tree
I had absolutely nothing to do with.

Comments about Absence by Jeffrey McDaniel

  • Rookie - 41 Points Malini Kadir (3/26/2008 1:00:00 PM)

    Terrific write! absolutely delicious to taste......left longing to taste more as time permits..... (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 877 Points marvin brato (3/26/2008 4:49:00 AM)

    Absence of something makes us ponder the depths in life! A 10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 14, 2005

Poem Edited: Friday, February 15, 2008

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