Sharon Ferrante

SIX SENRYU FOR EROTICA

my lover’s scent in the morning a wolf howls on his lap the bump and grind of the old truck romping on cut grass our green knees lobster dinner he licks the butter from my chin role-playing on the old piano a hard night I let him melt in my mouth —from Rattle #85, Fall 2024

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Sharon Ferrante: “I write poetry because the poem tells me to. It’s like a door I run through in the night: it’s always open, filled with chatter.”

Related* “Six Senryu from the Kitchen” by Sharon Ferrante * “Four Senryū” by Jeff Haas * “Five Senryū” by Timothy Liu