A bug, yeah, but a lady? Uh,
don’t let yourself get fooled
by names.
That’s a walking painted
fingernail, a cartoon come
to life.
A trusting soul that won’t
sit still, and yet won’t
fly away. An asker
for something.
No. That’s no lady.
That’s a kid’s book
crawling on your hand.
About nosuchthingasastraightline
I grew up in tiny Lyme, New Hampshire, where I drew, roamed the surrounding woods, and first entertained the idea of God while listening to my mom's Beatles records. I studied biology at Harvard University where I wrote for The Harvard Lampoon and also began writing poetry. I have since made a living variously as a comedy screenwriter, teacher, and private tutor in math, science and writing.
I’ve released three CDs of original music as the singer-songwriter and guitar player for Crooked Roads (listen to latest tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/crooked-roads). My poetry writing has been inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins, William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, Antonio Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, and others. My two books of poetry, "The Morning I Married the Sky," and “Free this Morning” are both available on Amazon.
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