You Look Beautiful
The husband says, “You look beautiful.”
Not hearing, the wife says,
“Have you seen my glasses?”
“I said, you look beautiful.”
“Well, let’s find my glasses
And we’ll see.”
Notes:
This poem was previously published in Begin Again: 150 Kansas Poems, edited by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg (Woodley Press, 2011), and is reprinted here by permission of William J. Harris. It is part of the portfolio “I Hope You Like Being Here with Me: The Work of William J. Harris,” curated by Howard Rambsy II.
Source:
Poetry
(February 2023)
