Saturday, January 08, 2011

poem: whispers here

the imam fainted &
the english teacher right

alongside, it ain't often

the rest of you integrates

the last of your coffee grounds

tumbling futures

orange and blue,

sifting through the images

of damned if you don't

& you better:

the liveliest of livelies

in the Carolinas

never withered with such

fury, sampling the better

days, severing ties

with all they jerry garcia

splotches, wine has

a better way of saying

no when you rack

the eight-ball in the center

you hear all

the lasting variations

all the exponential

eggplant growth

on the distaff

side, and as you're rounding

third for home

the whispers:

here is your nowhere

here is your noun

here is the radiance of

your thistly




Blogger Teresa said...

And what is exponential eggplant growth on the distaff side?? A truly interesting string of words.

1:27 AM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

I had never heard this song - a new favorite!! I forget that Joni has aged right along with me. What is the Jerry Garcia connection? I know they crossed paths musically but I am for thinking that maybe you found more on their history? I don't know about orange but I got tangled up in blue with this :) Wikipedia is a wonderful thing, especially when visiting Muravia.
thistly crown? Damned if you don't & you better? Loved the sifting through and rounding third and I too am curious about eggplant growth (though it is a perfectly lovely shade of purple and wonderful when coated with panko bread crumbs and fried in olive oil)

7:01 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

After Joni, for my money, went round the bend with her Mingus and Don Juan's forays, she came back around (again, for my money) with this beauty on Wild Things Run Fast.

As for the poem, it's all collage, all connections are as tenuous as moving scraps of paper around on a table top and then gluing them down. There is always leaning into the wind, and playing with opposites.

7:55 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: EEG on the distaff side? Dreams of sugar plum eggplant parmigiana? That string of pearls dropped from the heavens.

8:14 PM  

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