Susan Lacovara

Gold Star - 6,836 Points [Peace of My Heart] (1963 / New York)

Susan Lacovara Poems

1. Buttercream Beauty 9/25/2013
2. Overstepping While Tiptoeing 12/4/2013
3. Knapsack Carry-All 12/11/2013
4. Enter The Illusion Of You 1/30/2014
5. Of Shadows 2/4/2014
6. The Want Of Wasted Words 2/16/2014
7. Turnstiles 2/26/2014
8. On Overload 3/12/2014
9. Dear Dom 3/23/2014
10. I'Ll Not Disturb The Sleep 2/26/2014
11. Her Daughter 4/14/2014
12. Hold Tight The Reins 4/25/2014
13. Hopeful Not Hopeless 4/25/2014
14. My Dog Awaits 5/1/2014
15. Mandolin Wind 5/4/2014
16. Glazed Over 5/4/2014
17. Finding A Fading Forget-Me -Not 5/18/2014
18. To See Beyond The Skin 5/20/2014
19. Tormented By The Tiniest Of Something Missing 5/31/2014
20. Before The Afterthought 6/3/2014
21. Peonies 6/4/2014
22. Every Summer Birthday 6/5/2014
23. Return To Sender 6/5/2014
24. Sprinkle 6/8/2014
25. Own You'Ve Grown 6/10/2014
26. The Sheer Physicality Of Pain 6/11/2014
27. My Own Design 6/11/2014
28. Upon Discovering A Losing Raffle Ticket 6/13/2014
29. Seen On Seventh Avenue 6/18/2014
30. Salty Night 6/21/2014
31. Crosswords 7/15/2014
32. Light Ii 7/15/2014
33. Low Resistance 7/30/2014
34. Mathematical Formulation 7/30/2014
35. Stalled By The Side Of His Road 8/17/2014
36. You Are In My Way 8/22/2014
37. Don'T Think It Down 8/22/2014
38. Your Wished For Weather 9/7/2014
39. Many Things 9/10/2014
40. What Do They Dream, My Animals, Safe 10/5/2014
Best Poem of Susan Lacovara

Artist Alone

It is not with the sadness,
Nor madness,
Of Van Gogh
That I exclude myself
On winter days, in February...
Neither is it with the passion
Of Mc Kuen' s loneliness
That prompts me to feed
The returning gray cat...
Surely it isn't the same
Broken hearted heaviness
That took Dali' s spirit
Makes me question why
I surrender
To the paleness
Of my room, unattached
To another's heart....
Tis merely my own poet's prison
That paints my starry starry night.

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Hand-Me Down

Give me back the worn shirt
that once, I thought your favorite-
so I can wrap myself in it
on days when I forget how you smell
or how much we loved each other
or what it felt like to be warmed
in your embrace
after being caught in a sudden rain

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