There’s nothing like honey
clutching the morning light
oozin’ onto a biscuit
in the first sweet buzz of day
There’s nothin’ like it, Honey
clutchin’ in the mornin’ light
oozin’ into a mist caught
in the first sweet gauze o’ day.
Oh, Baby, nothin’ is sweeter
than anything I ever seen
when daylight parts from night
and breakfast is in your eyes!
Oh, youth, nothin’ finer
than night’s sweet surrender
of eyes, parts, thought,
and daylight’s waking-hungry lips!
In youth, nothing’s sweeter
than midnight’s surrender
to fries, tarts! No thoughts
of waking-hunger’s flow to hips!
The Airpoets are five Indiana poets selected from a call for poetry to be etched in stained glass windows at the Indianapolis International Airport’s new terminal. The poetry from the airport also appears in their new book, Rivers, Rails and Runways (San Francisco Bay Press, 2008). They have continued to work together including producing whisper poems. Whisper poems are based on the childhood game of gossip. One poet starts by whispering a stanza by email, and this continues until each has written and whispered a stanza. The poets see only the stanza sent them and try to hear it more than read it, working to make their stanza sound like the response they might pass on in a game of gossip. The five Airpoets are Jeannie Deeter Smith, Joe Heithaus, Ruthelen Burns, Joyce Brinkman and Norbert Krapf.