Poetry by Marjorie Tesser

     Nicholas Erwin CC




MOOD INDIGO
 
 
some babies are born with the blues,
souls tuned to the minor or diminished
fedoras permanently askew.
 
some babies are born to the blues,
pale eyes like searchlights or dark
eyes like pools read sagas in cloud
 
striations or the patterns
leaves make against sky.   
some babies are born for the blues,
 
hearts soft and open as bruised fruit
Look!  Don’t Look! flashing on and off
in their brains’ broken traffic lights. 
 
some learn to sift the hue,
refine it to powder, twilight, midnight,
sky; to name, to testify.
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Marjorie Tesser writes poetry and prose; work has been published in Cutleaf, SWWIM, Molecule, Moss Piglet and others. She is the author of poetry chapbooks, “The Important Thing Is (Firewheel Chapbook Award, 2010), and “The Magic Feather” (FLP 2011, has co-edited three anthologies (Bowery Books and Demeter Press) and is editor-in-chief of MER-Mom Egg Review.
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