Two Poems by Ron. Lavalette

Poetry Breakfast

A Note, Tabled

Thank you for leaving
the light on. Thank you
for not staying up or
waking up; thanks for
not making me tell you
all about it just as soon
as I got home, it being
very late and all, and
I would just as soon
take it to bed and see
if it affects my dreams,
see if it leaves me
anything I might be
thankful for tomorrow.

Time Machine

I remember how cigarette smoke
curling up after almost midnight
mingled with incense and music
spilled out through open curtains
from one private space to another
all night long all along the boulevard
all that long long summer long.

About the Poet:
Ron. Lavalette lives in northeastern Vermont, land of the fur-bearing laketrout, and has been fairly widely published, both in print and online. A reasonable sample of his work can be found at EGGS OVER TOKYO:

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