Lori Boulard

Lori Boulard Poems

81. Controlled Rebellion 1/13/2006
82. A Lullaby 9/15/2005
83. Poets - Why I Write 9/11/2006
84. 004 A Really Good Song 10/31/2005
85. My Hot Black Love, Or, Ode To Java 11/8/2005

Comments about Lori Boulard

  • Max Reif (11/15/2005 8:00:00 AM)

    Dear Lori, I look forward to wit, passion, and often wisdom when I see that a new poem of yours has come over. Yours are among the most telegraphic I read-I almost always 'get' them immediately, which is not at all to say they're superficial-they're not. Just communicative!

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Best Poem of Lori Boulard

My Hot Black Love, Or, Ode To Java

HIS name? Please. What man
among us lives solely for
the touch of your lips
and the “mmmm” that oozes
only if he’s really good?
No, my love is ready for me
on demand,
waiting patiently for my
Soothing every injury
Smoothing every edge
Offering clarity in a blurred existence
Inspiring me to face my fortune
or frivolity
Mi amor, unlike mi men, judges not
the words of my lips,
travels impeccably well,
and sets my heart’s pace each
and every morning.

He is?
Columbian Blend
and he’s calling my name.

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Not Another Smoking Poem

Sunk in my seat in a meeting at 3,
in a chair better suited for interrogation,
I officially sign off my attention
and jump visually out the window.
I spot smokers lingering below, and envy them
as a child watching fresh falling snow
from an overheated classroom.

Just one drag, I dream, to reassemble my parts.

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