Showing posts with label Excerpts from This Is All I Can Think Of. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Excerpts from This Is All I Can Think Of. Show all posts

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Newport Preservation Society

the frosted electric light bulb,
lone decoration on a Christmas tree
a trailer truck east of New Orleans
heard about the place from acquaintances who grew up in the neighborhood
officials of the agency who are in a position
to rededicate themselves in Creole
developing natural language,
the rules for communications paid off for even those who couldn’t follow

I am writing this in the middle of a heat wave
there were from time to time, instances in which the modem would lose itself
Baghdad in April showed at bottom the potential for class unity
Be sure to understand what resolution to meet your needs
live music and outlandish cocktails at this trendy nightspot high atop
a light-filled space from where visitors can orient themselves
generally better than the original Newport Preservation Society
they could have memorable pictures

Monday, November 26, 2007

This is the Red Overcoat

This is the red overcoat you wore to you mother’s funeral
Of it, it is said that your father did not approve
When the family was together as a unit
as “they” say
he was you and your mother’s jailer
with her passing
he can only now be his own