VINYL POETRY

Volume 9, November 2013

BIRDIE
Marc PaltrineriView Contributor’s Note

Giant Sonnet

It is amazing each year
I spend I get smaller
among trees that daily
grow tall and then taller
this is something
I know but will never notice
the space too small
between my eyes and
cerebral cortex
to have any idea
what my body is doing
half the time it is doing it

I will sleep most likely
half my life in a space
the size of your change pocket
but someday if I wake
big as a forest
giant as the hairs
on the back of your hand
who then shall I live with
and where shall I walk
fitting nowhere everywhere

and what then