Pocket Poem

If this comes creased and creased again and soiledas if I’d opened it a thousand times
to see if what I’d written here was right,
it’s all because I looked too long for you
to put in your pocket. Midnight says
the little gifts of loneliness come wrapped
by nervous fingers. What I wanted this
to say was that I want to be so close
that when you find it, it is warm from me

That’s from Ted Kooser‘s book Valentines, which I flipped through the other day. The book collects the annual poems he’s been sending out for the past 20-odd years. Kooser read some of the valentines on NPR earlier this year. Most are a bit too ponderous for my taste but there’s some good images and quirky personification in some of them.

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