The Paddock Review

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A Poem by David Hummon

SOME MORNINGS EVERYTHING IS A POEM

 

Bailey and I dog a bit in bed,

nuzzling and sniffing like lost friends.

 

Yesterday’s white socks, one halfway in-

side out, hopscotch to the wicker basket.

 

The Globe on the porch delivers an opinion

piece on my wearing pajamas outdoors.

 

Without irony, the commuter train sings “Good 

Morning, America” despite the disappearing blues. 

 

In my palm, the gold jellybean of fish oil 

conjures an Easter basket, complete with green

 

cellophane.  As you catch an extra hour,

your sleep keeps quiet company over coffee.

 

Sunlight splashes iridescent in the sink, 

inviting me to paint.

 

I have half a chapbook 

by the time I brush my teeth.

……

This poem is from the book How to Write a Bench by David Hummon (Finishing Line Press), and can be found at https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/how-to-write-a-bench-by-david-hummon/

David Hummon is a poet, painter, and emeritus Professor (Holy Cross College), educated at Columbia College and U.C., Berkeley.  He enjoys sharing his creative work through exhibitions, readings, and publication in literary journals, including The Healing Muse, The Bicoastal Review, The Connecticut River Review, The Naugatuck River Review, The Northern New England Review, The Unitarian Universalist World, and other outlets.  How to Write a Bench brings together a curated selection of both poetry and art from the last decade.  He currently lives in Winchester, Massachusetts.