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Christopher Cavallo is a writer living and working in the Merrimack Valley region of Massachusetts. He and his wife Amy make their home in Haverhill, MA, sharing all their love with two gorgeous and adopted “faun” greyhounds, Phoebe and Caliope. While poetry is his preferred genre of writing, Chris has interest in writing in the categories of both short fiction as well as screenplay.

Don’t Give It A Name

Christopher Cavallo

after Keats, and for Amy

I could write a poem
about your back alone.

I’d start with the blades,
sharpest parts; place

my big, stupid head upon
your small, stay there one

or two days; just as you think
to leave I would attack.

Throw all my dull blubber around
—with or without any sounds.

Is there anything dumber
than our most primal, core

instincts? Please don’t answer;
I might not like what I hear.

Just let us find
one more time

that sole and singular
ecstasy-moment together.

And what then, my dear, is Love?!
why, we can’t even explain it to God.

— Christopher Cavallo

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