Affirmative Through Toledo by Paul Grams

Say me that only word
the one counts one and two
in the sweet book of love
that Ima write wit you

saying how this really could
be time to say it best
now that the moon be nerve
air chill and lay it rest

Whisper me like tires
reading the pale gray road
sufficient love for this next
kiss
word up kids ax you bogue
lets light one closer fire
between the stars      say yes
this

Paul Grams earned degrees in Linguistics and English Literature; he taught in the Detroit Public Schools, mostly grades 6-9, for 30 years; he ran scholastic chess programs there. He’s retired to Baltimore with grandchildren. Two books of his poems have been published.

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