A Poem Never Written

Poem By Richard Quinby

I found your panties
tangled in
my sheets
and
laughed at the
ironic justice
of that:

You just three days
gone
but gone I
knew
forever.
And your panties
tangled in
my sheets

I jotted that line down
and for 17 years
I moved it
from
note book
to
notebook.
I never did that line justice.
But then,
I never did your love justice
either

7/9/00

Comments about A Poem Never Written

Greta Sommerville? George Weeks?
Like that ending. Lylyanna
great Ending, and I don't know about Bukowski, but your voice shines through. Good Job
this is a fabulous poem...and wow, to be compared to Bukowski! Wonderful! onto my favorites it goes.
Very Bukowskish...good job...liked it a lot.


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