Tuesday, August 26, 2025

Tuesday poem #647 : Ronna Bloom : Things he said the last time we visited

 


You smell like cloves and eucalyptus.

Please spray some of that in my sleeves.

I'll have a popsicle, lemon.

Do you have more of that foot energy?

Is the canister full?

Thank you.

I love you.

I like that sweater.

It makes sense you're here during these gnostic rituals.

I hope to go to Bridgepoint and have a big

end of life celebration with all my friends.

Do you consider yourself a therapist or a witch?

I've always liked citrus. 

It's the earth's magnetic field.

You're like the mother I need now. You are
the mother I need now.

I'd like to try the mango lassi.

 

 

 

 

Ronna Bloom [photo credit: Mary Lemke] is the author of seven collections of poetry, most recently A Possible Trust: The Poetry of Ronna Bloom, selected with an introduction by Phil Hall (WLUP, 2023). She has collaborated with architects, filmmakers, and choreographers and has brought poetry into health care. Her new book, In a Riptide, will be out with Brick Books in fall 2025. ronnabloom.com

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

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