[lit-ideas] Re: Friday Poem

  • From: David Ritchie <ritchierd@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Fri, 2 Jun 2006 13:20:42 -0700

in some future life, the poet tries to please

thank you for coming out
on this brutal cold night
in a truly extraordinary place
so lovely
I'm touched

among the inconveniences we writers face
you might count the desire to catch our lips moving
no amount of ventriloquist sleight
apparently now suffices
to please people simply on the page

writers today are summoned
to appear before juries

we are evaluated by submission
scrutinized by bystanders at a plumbing project,
as we relay life

or, shoppers at a butcher's window,
weighing the merits,
of lights flayed in strips

but we who love the suckling god of publishing
salute you

and at the peroration,
perform those chewing motions,
that a bull makes, when expecting rain

and search for inspiring Protestant signs
from unlocked boards
who carry cash from schools

above all we try to amuse
I conjure dawn now as it arose once in Southern France,
above nets for tits and sparrows

it doesn't do

the folk begin to move,
threaten to bunk off home,
empty handed,

so I sit quickly at the table
and do my best to haul in the sales
signing my life away

David Ritchie, Portland, Oregon

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