[lit-ideas] El Mirador and Illusions of Thanksgiving
- From: "Lawrence Helm" <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
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- Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 21:34:41 -0800
El Mirador 11-13-14
How could we know
In such a vast construction
Where to park to abbreviate
The long trek to the greatest extent,
And which narrow spaces and darkened
Pillars to pass by, which elevator
Plodding on in our search?
There was something in his hand,
A needle and a vial, and with a
Wistful and practiced eye
He told us what it was
He would do and how long it would take
And when I might come back up.
I withdrew to the depths
Where heat had accumulated,
And then went out over
Causeways where the sky
Had turned dark
And was spinning
And practitioners dashed
By me rushing away.
Haggard and withdrawn
She was finally released,
And in the Jeep we too flew
Beyond the city. Something
Was closing in we knew.
Much would be suffered before
The end of this endeavor?
Illusions of thanksgiving 11-15-14
A dark shadow like the head
Of a small black dog
Moved outside the window
Behind him who unmoved by
My remark continued talking.
I crossed and looked but like
The others it wasn't there.
Potatoes, ham, stories
And pictures arrayed
Across the afternoon
And into night. Susan couldn't
Be pried away. "Fine,"
She said to my objection.
Do they think this night
Might be the final one,
So many celebrations
And this the last?
It passed again or so
It seemed, behind me on the stairs
And there beside me on the floor
Awaiting my attention.
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