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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417408" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Meeropol</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How strange, the miracle slant rhyme of your name, <br>a three syllable oasis, here in the White Pages</div><div style="margin:10px 0">next to information I once knew by heart: the nape’s<br>bouquet, the hip’s cliff, the ear’s hiding spot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How simple it seemed that spring, with a quart of green<br>cactus milk between us, on the ferry from Naxos</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to Crete, when the moon was the one clock, and stars<br>only had gums. And the summer in Barcelona</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when the French children actually cried at the sight<br>of my dreadlocks. I used to think, if we kissed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in every time zone, it would always be the blue hour<br>in which I loved you. It still is. The literal</div><div style="margin:10px 0">lightning bolt lodged in your family tree. The erased<br>surname. The alibi bone placed inside you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A secret takes on a shape beyond language, becomes<br>tangible, something potentially broken</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in half, for the world to see and give words to.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jeffrey+McDaniel">Jeffrey McDaniel</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417408" data-title="Meeropol de Jeffrey McDaniel" data-description="How strange, the miracle slant rhyme of your name, a three syllable oasis, here in the White Pages next to information I once knew by heart: the nape’s bouquet, the hip’s cliff, the ear’s hiding spot. How simple it seemed that spring, wit..."></div> </div> </div>
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