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Alex Carrano

People around campus:
there were fields of gold and innocence,
a ladder that stretched as far as my imagination could go,
a leaf swaying on the ground as time stood still like there was no tomorrow.
I was running from Eric: he was the spider, I was the prey.
And I was the worm on a fishing rod taking my breath of air, the bait.
I felt like I was a beggar, having a bowl of wheat.
Taking that comment back.
Hearing a fact I read about,
turning on the shadeless lamp
as I flew across the moon,
my eyes like pearls.
He is my back bone,
his lips like a ripe apple.
The taste of mint.

Alex wrote this poem in ENG 200: Creative Writing, Spring 2006, with Kathleen Kirk.
It is a “random word” poem, mixing several concrete words in with salient images
from dreams or from that day’s experience of being alive in the world.

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