Eunice de Souza: Meeting poets

“Meeting poets I am disconcerted sometimes 

by the colour of their socks 

the suspicion of a wig 

the wasp in the voice 

and an air, sometimes, of dankness. 

Best to meet in poems: 

cool speckled shells 

in which one hears 

a sad but distant sea.” 

—Eunice de Souza.