Poem: Reading Poetry

Yeah well, sometimes it's like this.

Reading Poetry Reading others poetry is for me a handsome meal The house wine is always good enough Potatoes, yes thank you, I’ve always liked potatoes and if there’s a green salad, all the better Dinner in a home is always up to par with candlelight, intimate conversation, no choice of menu There’s something putting off in wines or words I can’t pronounce Complicated sauces and I’ve never been much for dessert A fire would be nice and good strong coffee at the end

This poem is included in Jim Freeman's poetry collection THE SMELL OF TWEED AND TOBACCO available here in print or as an e-Book in your favorite formats.