FROM THE “SAVANNAH IDYL” COLLECTION<\/p>\n
I love our Savannah squares.
\nIt\u2019s like a body with a dozen hearts.
\nLife comes out of the ground in dancing.
\nSometimes I get turned around
\nwhen it\u2019s dark.
\nWhere am I?
\nLet me introduce myself,
\nand Savannah plays hide and seek.
\nLike the girl I chased through the squares,
\nher dress a cloud in the dark.<\/p>\n
When the spirit moves me
\nI walk around a few squares,
\neach one a person in its own right,
\nand stop,
\nI don\u2019t know why.
\nI just stare off mindful,
\nlike I lost something,
\nlike a child leaning forward
\nwith nothing to hang on to.
\nLike maybe something will start.<\/p>\n
This town never gives up its dreams.
\nIt always has a few
\nand nothing\u2019s over.
\nI never met my grandpa but we\u2019re friends.
\nI just stand and wait
\nand he asks what I\u2019m up to,
\nand I tell him what\u2019s going on.
\nHe played with me when I was little.
\nHe was dead but it made no matter.
\nI was lonely and he just sat down
\nand told me stories.<\/p>\n
My grandma thought I was cute
\ntalking to myself.
\nBut grandpa shook his head and I never told.
\nSo at night,
\nsometimes during the day,
\nbut mostly at night,
\nI tour the neighborhood and
\nGrandpa meets me at a corner,
\nand we go on happy as kids together.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
FROM THE “SAVANNAH IDYL” COLLECTION I love our Savannah squares. It\u2019s like a body with a dozen hearts. Life comes out of the ground in…<\/p>\n