Poem of the Day

After Catullus by Matthew Rohrer If you, Tom, could see this inflight video map of the world turning wildly on its axis you would not, I think, be mad, though it is not on paper, and that is what you do, but it is a useful thing to see the earth twisted up like this; it is our minds that are twisted, and you are twisted too around a spoon, and drunk, I'm sure by now, like me, past Newfoundland's shore with other peoples' wine and dotted lines to Bruxelles where I will only be to switch planes, but you, I think, first went there of all the other places you've been, gobbling up the light as you went, sending presents wrapped in maps.