Friday, April 27, 2007
Pomes fer Bliss
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A DAY FER BLISS
They’s a weddin’ t’day!
A big’n. ‘Deed they is.
They’s a weddin’ t’day!
They two—Ariel ‘n Chris.
FUR FETCHED
One hand, two arms, or one lap
can hold him—the little fellow—
but only if he’s willing.
Too likely to get in trouble
if left to roam outside his cell,
he nevertheless escaped and was
carried back—the little felon—
by the scruff of his neck.
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UNDERCOVER AGENT
Camo kitty, sly and sleek
(prodigy of spy mystique),
disappears, then makes a streak;
calico of hide and seek.
HIT A NERVE
It’s all familiar;
gumline injections, banding
and clampling, numbing,
humming of drills,
taps, prods, pressures, tugs,
intermittent gurgles.
Unfamiliar is a remark
about my handling of pain.
The dental assistant
begins to dab at my cheeks
instead of my chin.
YELLOW STREAK
I have two ways of easing pain.
One: give it full attention.
Two: withdraw attention entirely.
Withdraw means
focus on something else.
Neil Sedaka works for awhile;
after that, fingertip sensations—
the texture of my skirt,
my purse beside me,
the vinyl of the chair.
Inner-eyelid viewing is good;
or is it inner-eyes?
No pain there, just abstract art.
Best to make it more engaging,
more compelling, more interactive.
Create purple. There’s a spot;
make it bigger. Bigger. Good.
Actually, purple’s too serene.
Do yellow.
REFRESHMENT
fresh-squeezed
orange tabby
AN EVENING OUT
A day’s worth of toil and turmoil
can melt in less than a minute,
for nothing can unspoil one
like a night with a kitten in it.
[ASIDE: This started out, “There’s nothing to complain of
on a day with a kitten in it.” I like “unspoil one," since it
can refer equally to the day or the person appraising it.
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ER, GO!
Economics—
functions and movements
and postures of wealth.
Ergonomics—
functions and movements
and postures of health.
Health and wealth as a pair go.
Ergo:
to make a fair go
at a prosperous life, dare go
under their tutelage.
To win your fair share, go.
Where go they—there go!
Prosperity—
ergo: economics.
Prosperity—
ergo: ergo.
[ASIDE: A slip of paper turned up on my desk
that read, “ergo.” “Ergo, what?” I wondered,
then remembered it was about ergonomics—,
ergo: ergo. I determined to write a poem
that ended with those two differently-pronounced
words. The surprise was that the set-up would
end up being so long and silly.]
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