who likes to be called “administrative
assistant” has fallen headfirst
from her rain-slippery porch
landing full-face in her landlady’s
favorite bed of geraniums.
may or may not also have fallen
in love with someone or other of whom
neither her proud father or doting mother
would approve, some manly character
maybe out of John Donne’s elegies,
that clever lover wearing the loud
cologne perhaps, a seventeenth-century
version of Old Spice or English Leather
let’s say, or maybe the guy
who wanted to license his roving hands.
But after all, life doesn’t work
that often like erotic verse.
Alas, our long-dark-haired
loves only her job, she says, and us.
And so today we’re passing the metaphorical
hat to pay for a large uncrushed geranium.
Ron McFarland teaches literature and creative writing at the University of Idaho. Pecan Grove Press recently released his fourth full-length collection of poetry, Subtle Thieves.