A friend read me a couple of David Kirby’s poems yesterday in Central Park, and now I cannot get enough. I saw him read years ago in Tallahassee, but I’d forgotten just how affecting his work was.
Smartish Pace has published a few of Kirby’s poems, but this one, “Mrs. Budweiser,” is available online. I hope you enjoy today’s SoTD, in poetry form:
“Busty and peroxided, those nurses
appealed feverishly to me, whose erotic ideal
was not the coquettish Marilyn Monroe
but the brassier, more aggressive Jayne Mansfield.
I don’t think they were uniformed nurses, though.
I think they were uninformed nurses.”
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