
When a poem
speaks by itself,
it has a spark
and can be considered
part of a divine
conversation.
Sometimes the poem weaves
like a basket around
two loaves of yellow bread.
"Break off a piece
of this April with its
raisin nipples," it says. . . .
from National Poetry Month by Elaine Equi
The image above is a mosaic depicting the House of the Tragic Poet in Pompeii. The mosaic is in the collection of the National Archaeological Museum, Naples, Italy.

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