Monday, October 5, 2009

Orison: Sotto Voce

Orison: Sotto Voce

Vestal virgin nightgowned in white

demurely kissed two foreheads goodnight,

tiptoed the stairs to her moon-made bed,

whispher-wished her gown were red.



I wrote this little poem when I was in college. Last night I remembered it.

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