Her Eyes Filled, Thus the Poem Spoke

Mary Kennan Herbert
maryk.herbert@verizon.net

"Not that weeping is not useful....This instruction and comfort the parson getting for himself, when he tells it to others, becomes a sermon." –George Herbert

Man, are you telling me all those nights I spent crying into my pillow
I had nuclei, drawings and equations ready to hatch?
Sob! Here are great ideas to provide therapy and tranquility to those
waiting in the wings or waiting for wings or a pat on the shoulder.
I have what you want, coursing down my tear-stained cheeks--
every tear welling up could be another Pulitzer or Nobel,
a new hit movie, spiders curing cancer, doves of peace
fluttering like Mae West’s eye-lashes,
images of comfort and titillation to make one want to cry
or laugh, and then get on the web to catch a fever, a response.

Published: July 17, 2007