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Five Poems
by L. Ward Abel
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A Dry Equinox Before October
(to Randy Newman) Vermouth coats the pasture The olives lose their way Summer wanes these last few days It needs to rain Ceiling fans turn from here To Charlotte back again Down Baton Rouge in unison They drink too much they laugh too loud. * * * Stork (to Glenn Gould) He used to be a friend of mine, Toronto, though someone said he didn't like to talk, but sing, not really singing. And even Bernstein acknowledged the sun humming with piano notes. I don't believe Glenn would know me now, come to think of it I think he walks Ontario, his overcoat, agonized the penance the pilgrimage. He plays so late at night, he sings, how can his parents sleep? * * * Busthead Skies She mentioned the pinkening shelf a northwest sky lit underneath said the lines from Cumberland would cool things down tonight People stood on the sidewalk drank took pictures fading setting like that Russian meteor the dashboard caught Then while dark driving and highway money scattered through the County’s shiny heated afterness O she got it wrong. * * * Shakes Her Richter Missouri sparks candles of a failed cake of a payment from a war that was declared the guilt without a thought. And opium almost killed China. O we see a flailing final focused murmur before the long night. Stay away long night bounce off our shielding ‘cause the paradox of tolerance shakes her Richter. * * * Washington The rainflock sings again nothwithstanding perfect blue like a million, like one eyelashed all confused field to field pressure-cookery landing there in big patches here this city denies me by committee or stag and competes for endless things those wings disagree and the covey's being watched. * * *
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