Audible Hor d’Oeuvres: Two Poems by Eloisa Perez-Lozano

By Eloisa Pérez-Lozano

My Turn to Read

microphone Image credit Jan Mehlich

My concentration begins to wane
during the poet’s last stanza
not because I’m bored
but because I’m next.

My foot taps just a little faster
as I scan the poem, line by line
lingering over certain words
and making mental notes.

I hear my name hang in the air
followed by encouraging claps.
I rise from my chair and try not to trip
as head to the podium.

I look down at my typed-up thoughts
and realize they’re about to come alive
audible hors d’oeuvres for my audience
who waits to sample my soul.

I breathe in deeply, breathe out slowly,
swallow my nerves and fears
about not being worthy to read
and begin.

An Ode to Writing

penIt grabs you, shakes and stuns you
Then soothes, and lulls, caresses
You’re putty in its ink

Every page is packed

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One thought on “Audible Hor d’Oeuvres: Two Poems by Eloisa Perez-Lozano

  1. Everyone has taste. Not everyone has good taste. Millions write poems. Not all of them are good poems. The difference is visible to all in these two poems. Perhaps they are not not the greatest ever, but they are very good representations of good taste and well expressed feelings. The words “audible hors d’oeuvres for my audience who waits to sample my soul,” call out to anyone who writes from the heart and sheepishly enters into the arena of showmanship and public life.

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