Poet’s Seat Poetry Contest: ‘I Rub Her Back in Circles until She Falls Asleep,’ Lynnette Baker Varnon
Lynette Baker Varnon of Greenfield placed second in the adult category with her poem, "I Rub Her Back in Circles until She Falls Asleep." Recorder/Trish Crapo
‘I Rub Her Back in Circles
Until She Falls Asleep’
I rub circles on her back.
The sun. October’s orange moon.
O’s, an ocarina’s song.
The full mouth of the opera singer,
her aria. I rub bursting summer
poppies on her back; mylar balloons
and biscuits. Apples before we
make the sauce. The tires of my
silver car she can recognize
in a full parking lot.
I rub droplets of mist in the clouds
we flew above in that blue plane,
The fiery berries we throw in the water
fountain, the docile ladybug she met
in a storybook, the very molecules
of our joint being and belief.
I rub the earth, its mysteries;
The face of the clock that comes
to mean little more than seasons passing.
On her back I rub circles
Her eyes, their intricate cities.
I rub her back until she falls asleep.
Lynnette Baker Varnon
Adult second place