The Other Moon
He listens to the morning hum
While the building waiting on the hill
Holds him like a cloth wrapped around a kettle.
The moisture of his thoughts holds
These racing words and wishing forms,
The final start before the day begins.
Russian hill is like a fusion bomb
Before the sun comes up to tell
The boiling poet: let the day begin.
He reads Francois Villon in his hollow bedroom
Where every word’s a graphic error
Anticipating the inclinations of his English computer.
Je pense, il pense, tu penses too soon -
Vibrations mimic paint avec les mots toujours.
The image of grace is the suitor at the door -
The yes for every maybe.
He drivels down to rhymes of rhymes,
Replaces sounds for thoughts,
Retreats in silence,
Obeys the alarum another day.
While angels make the room too large,
Shadows fondle fever.
He welcomes sleep and darkness and dream
And relief, retreat, fatigue.
He says: I have so much to do today –
Get milk in the house, call my publisher,
Go to the cafe.
She adds, start a revolution,
Learn to play the tube.
They loll about their morning conversation,
Let each other go.
To add to delay, confusion -
The room’s so large.
He can add anything
And lose it.
The room’s his brain; the moon’s today;
The milk’s reality.
And maybe is always maybe.
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 07/18/2009 04:11PM by petersz.
Now, there's an interesting computer generated interpretation of a piece of writing! eMule reformatted my text as if it thinks it is a piece of prose. Maybe it is. Who am I to argue with a computer? It starts a new line after each period. I kind of like it laid out that way. Anyway, where you see a capital letter is where I start a new line each time.
cheers,
Peter
Yes, very annoying Peter. Yo, e-mule guys stop the wrap around feature!!!
As to this piece, Peter, I enjoyed it.
And maybe is always maybe
Perhaps this is true, perhaps not.,
Les
Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 07/20/2009 04:26AM by les712.
Les,
maybe.
Thanks for the camaraderie,
Peter
Peter, you can get the original format of your poem by using a >pre< tag in front of the poem and a >/pre< tag after the poem. Just reverse the order of the arrows.
Les