April 20: Transit of Venus

/~In the kitchen, always, one's who just discovered/ beauty, his mouth full of whiskey and strawberries.~/ (110/365.2)

Transit of Venus

The actors mill about the party saying rhubarb
because other words do not sound like conversation.
In the kitchen, always, one who’s just discovered
beauty, his mouth full of whiskey and strawberries.
He practices the texture of her hair with his tongue;
in her, five billion electrons pop their atoms. Rhubarb
in electromagnetic loops, rhubarb, rhubarb, the din increases.

— Lyrae Van Clief-Stefanon
(poem of the day at poets.org site.)

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