It is Enough
Never mind
what I meant
about
the blue ball jar, and
succulent
peaches in a bowl.
It is enough
that your mouth is lovely
as your lips press against
the smooth jar rim,
that you taste
the juices of my language,
that you are eager
to gather my speech rhythms
in a bowl, and devour them
one-by-one-by-one, and that,
at least for today,
this poem rests
on your table,
plump and ready
near shakers of pepper and salt.
James Murdock’s poetry has appeared on busses and coffee shops and was chosen
for art projects funded by the Indiana Arts Commision, the Indiana Humanities
Council, and the Arts Council of Indianapolis. James has led poetry workshops
in community settings and in public and private schools. He currently
resides in both Greentown and Galveston, Indiana with his wife, four children,
and a conspicuously Happy dog.