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January 09, 2022


Geoff has the gift of telling story within verse. He can manage characters, situation, plot in couplets or music -- a zeitgeist in poetry and song. Was wunderkind. Still is!

Terrific images--blurred as if underwater--and then crisp as the speaker comes up for air!

Oh, my! It's below freezing but this poem generated steaminess!
I did not know of Mr. Himes. Thank you for introducing me to him!
Mary Louise

I love this poem

You're welcome, Mary Louise

I love this poem. Marvelous images, esp. the mother oozing thru the webbing. Dang, I wish I could do a jacknife like that diver. Being only reluctantly a land animal, I love submerging in this terrific poem.

The poet kept scooping like a spoon, and it seems the diver kept diving like a knife. No wonder the water seemed to him to draw them together.

This poem lacks nothing. There’s Freud, sex, childhood, adulthood, longing, and lots of water. So much packed into nine and a half couplets. Very nice.

The zaftig chimera is what it is, and like a spoon and knife but with a forked tongue as admirable poets all have.

Geoffrey Himes breaks the tacit, time-immemorial "rule of three" (who makes these rules anyway?) regarding alliteration in his opening couplet: "slit," "surface," sliver," and "splash," with a tucked nod to consonance ("merest") amid the sweetly singing sibilance. His sure strokes show there need not be any stolid standards. I admire his serious-minded fun with words, a playfulness depicting deep-water desire. The aqueous awkwardness of the mother (“pudding oozing”) and the boyfriend (“cannonball tsunami”) leaves a lane open to the narrative “I” doting on the diver. The description of knife-like diving and spoon-like scooping makes a compelling cutlery couple. The water table is set--at least in the lap swimmer’s mind. “The Swimming Pool” adds a fresh swoon to sought-after spooning. Kudos, Geoffrey! (For those unfamiliar with his music criticism, I recommend reading “Why We Still Need Music Criticism” in the March 28, 2016, issue of PASTE magazine, for which he wrote “A Curmudgeon Column.”)

Terrific poem. Much enjoyed.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman


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