Sunday, January 31, 2010

Heaven #2

Rain’s falling already, I’m waiting to catch hold of an umbrella—

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one of those unavoidable collisions in the midst of stoplights & Black-Eyed Susans

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an unbalanced picnic basket, incorrigibly lonely

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“however extravagant, also shy”

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a castle filled with cuckoo clocks & 2 dozen cases of Diet Pepsi & several ceramic dachshunds with bobbing heads

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a radio tower lost in a blue eyeshadow cloud
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Plymouth plows thru the pink auroral jungles of Western PA

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Rain’s falling already, I’m waiting to catch hold of an umbrella—

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The moon, of course, looks suspiciously like a glass of 2% milk about to spill, & Catalina is pretty far off, & Max is waiting there, reading a movie magazine amidst an invasion of fog

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a castle by the sea & a percolator bubbling, intemperate as a spoon

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So many unanswered questions, so many drowned ‘78‘s

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so many black rotary phones & bracelets jingling & Max’s theatrical hands

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so much honey dribbled on burnt toast

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a teardrop mandolin in an orchard

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Rain’s falling already, I’m waiting to catch hold of an umbrella—


Jack Hayes
© 1990-2010

2 comments:

Karen said...

Is this a new one, Jack? Another Helix? I really like the images coming as they do, one on top of the other. It makes me think of passing in a car and the eye taking in the sights while the brain processes them in mini-pieces or a retrospective of the day played out in the mind just before sleep.

John Hayes said...

Hi Karen: A good question--the "Heaven" poems (there are 6 total) are both old & new. As I was putting together the manuscript of San Francisco poems, I kept returning to poems that were unfinished--I experimented with taking lines from several of these & re-organizing them into fragmentary poems. Although I do think they go with my more recent poems also, I'll be publishing them in the SF poems book.