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You Say My Poems Have Too Many Adjectives

by Art Nahill  

As if a lamp
could be just a lamp

a shoe just a way
to get around

as if our lives
didn’t need

a bit
of embellishment

could stand
on their own

and be still
worthy of regard.

And you’re not
here to see

those mornings
when the traffic lights

the trees
the darkness itself

all wait outside my window
for some small praise.

By Art Nahill

Art Nahill is an American doctor and writer currently living in New Zealand with his Kiwi wife and two boys. His poetry has appeared in print in both hemispheres; he recently published his first collection entitled A Long Commute Home. His interests include watching American politics from afar and plotting how to rescue poetry from the icy grip of academia. His e-mail address: