My initial reaction to finchy’s work was not positive. I thought that she is a prose writer and maybe poetry is not her thing. But I have read her almost every poem on this board. I think this is one of her better work.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
change / it's all i've got
i look a cross the field to my neighbour
jenn's yard / she is bent over her 3 year old
& her one year old
ah / eternal position of the woman / bent over
it's no wonder we grow old with curved spines
broken backs
spent years / bent over children
bent under lovers / /
this is my journey? ah /feign ed surprise
no wonder soul wishes to break
free of the shell of
life / /
but for now / be content with spring
oh yes / burst bud burst / let me see your
green / pale spring green
i'll have to move the rose bush from
under the maple tree / eventual lee
the maple will grow thick / residing /
as if it were / permanent
yes / aunt isy's rose will have to be moved
& i am glad for the / sounds of
this time of year / lawn mowers & cars
driving past the house / in to the golf
course park ing lot / the
constant crack of golf balls /
the silence of winter / rings rings my ears
can't turn off the buzz ing / ah 20th century
malaise of / too much noise / decibles st.ill
ring ring my ears / how i dream to shut it off
& so spring does shut down the sounds of
my long winter
high clouds drift in / make a mockery of
me be ing high / just want ing / only want ing
to sit in a patch of sun light / feel it warm
oh so wish to be / the cat / /
& i find as i get old er / i crave to have
a drink more often / / don't give in to it tho
just imagine the buzz / of beer in the after noon
& the wash er squeaks with each rotation
shakes / oh yes / the house is / / we must
clean the clothes / clean the clothes / no thing
left for chance / change / yes / spin in to / & out
of change / /
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2 comments:
"high clouds drift in / make a mockery of me be ing high" - lol, i like that line
hi.
i liked this soooo
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