Friday, September 4, 2015

An Ode To Minor Things--By James Diaz--United States

An Ode To Minor Things

How in my city, there are no gifts to bring
no attachments to be lost,
only this: what you have on your person
is what was rescued from the fire
from the off key and eternal song
your name now needs in every induced emergency,
to have or not at all.

James Diaz lives in Upstate New York. His poems and stories can be found in Collective Exile, Pismire, Ditch and Cheap Pop Lit.


  1. very thoughtful write here, James - good to see you here at Whispers

  2. Dear James,

    I agree with Jack. Thank you for sharing your talent. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy your time spent with us.


  3. Hello James:
    I love the title and the brief lines leave me yearning to know more. The sense of loss
    made to feel like a sense of new found freedom.
    Thanks for sharing your words here. Sincerely, Suzanne

  4. To have or to have not, is that the question? You have delighted me by the very words of your fine piece! What a grandiose poem, great work.

  5. Thank you all so much, I really do appreciate all of your kind words. Thanks for reading. -James