Dr. Benson’s Student Poetry Picks



A Non-Figurative Exhibition: Opening Reception September 15th


I drove to a gallery

near Bayview

to see a dream

or begin to bury it.


They were closed

to set up the next installation.


When the door opened

a man I’d seen before

thought I was there to meet him

about a painting.


I was not prepared

to explain why I’d walked in.


A woman with a tack in one hand

and a small bird – in a blue-sky 4 x 7 photograph – in the other

told me I could check back



Maybe I will

shoulder the hope of love until then.


I asked if she knew

where else I could go


since I had kindly been asked

to leave  


for now.

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