Lines Left at 6 West Potomac by the Folks Who Visited Us

(Being exactly that. Slant Light had a pouring station and some activities at The Wine and Chocolate Walk, 2013. One of the activities involved a community poem. Each participant was invited to write one line, seeing only the preceding line. We wound up with a poem--- and also a lot of cool individual lines. We arranged some of them here. Thanks to everyone who shared some time with us at Wine and Chocolate!)

Brunswick calls. Father boy.
Recalls a concrete universe about rust and wind.
We play mean and challenge steep.

All those sad gods.
(How can I drive drunk?)
Secret aching music.

Breathe.

Bring warm candy. Whisper
a chocolate symphony,
a delicious kiss of velvet language,
a wandering taste for wordplay, because

John Ashbery knows nothing
as compared to the truth in her eyes.
Melting pictures in peace.

Let color marble
the voice above our naked laugh.
You said you smell home.                               by Brunswick