Little Spoon

by Sally Jo Sorensen

That evening spent    I curl
against his back       his shoulders,
too broad for that:    we turn
again to spoon      to lie
like ordinary lovers do.

 

Comments

[Heather Miller]

What a gem, polished and warm in my hand, treasure-poem. Just enough and it bears all the weight, every shining nugget! You could sculpt this, Sally Jo, set it out in the garden forever, ever. Thanks!

[Heather Miller]

You can read both sides of this poem, up, down, acrosswards, and it still comforts, still fits. I like, I like.

[Susan Allen]

This is great - I love reading between the lines in this poem, it's so rich and like you say, Heather, it works in so many ways. "To lie / like ordinary lovers do" is so beautiful and to me, delivers such a sense of peace, relief, and trueness (is that a word?) - I love it. It's like the speaker has come home, finally, and to suggest such a conflict the speaker has come home FROM, in so few words, is amazing.

[Susan Allen]

...but then I come back and read it again and there's no tension or conflict at all. What a dynamic little poem this is, so alive.

[Yara Delinquent]

a very tiny, perfect jewel - the best kind

[Franz K. Baskett]

I agree. This has the unity and beauty of a sea shell. Well done.

[Heather Miller]

I am in awe of Sally Jo: she can paint a long expansive stroke, then pull it tight as a knot in silk. That woman's got powers!