When a poem

speaks by itself,

it has a spark



and can be considered

part of a divine

conversation.



Sometimes the poem weaves

like a basket around

two loaves of yellow bread.



"Break off a piece

of this April with its

raisin nipples," it says. 



"And chew them slowly

under your pillow.

You belong in bed with me."



On the other hand,

when a poem speaks

in the voice of a celebrity



it is called television

or a movie.

"There is nothing to see,"



say Robert De Niro,

though his poem bleeds

all along the edges



like a puddle 

crudely outlined

with yellow tape



at the crime scene

of spring.

"It is an old poem," he adds.



"And besides,

I was very young

when I made it."