inspired by ren powell, we deduce a poetry from as it is,
all pure great sense making through Poemeleon
example of Qasidatown
And this
garden
a
half-gesture
the
smooth-stiff coat of newborn
morning wet
clings to a neigh
The broad
touch of maple leaves
falls on my
shoulders
russet coaxing
(from
“Mingo Oak”)
He left a
razor in the soap dish
a slick
poltergeist
a festering
splinter
a red and white exit sign
a different approach to Qasidatown
Tomorrowl and has new attractions
though everything is still a shiny plastic
though everything is still a shiny plastic
with sticky finger touch and mouth and
hips
and handrails hot then cold through
every shadow
hips
and handrails hot then cold through
every shadow
That day I stood beside the
ticket-taker
and watched the people in the plastic
cars
ticket-taker
and watched the people in the plastic
cars
as some climbed out and others took
their places
the cars would spin but never stop or
slow
their places
the cars would spin but never stop or
slow
Like luggage on a banded carousel
the people disappeared behind a wall
the people disappeared behind a wall
but reappeared inside a glass-like
tube
that tapered into shrinking into
snowflakes
tube
that tapered into shrinking into
snowflakes
lovely.
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