[lit-ideas] Poem from the "unsubmitted" folder
- From: Eric Yost <eyost1132@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: Lit-Ideas <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Tue, 08 Mar 2005 03:19:50 -0500
From
“Five Variations on The Ode to Joy”
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O friends-for-a-day, change your tune!
Carve up fog and croon a peculiar coloratura:
Joy is a slyboots, a daughter of Castle in the Sky
visible only when drunk on fire, lips sewn shut,
and her charms’ wallop binds us to each other,
in a fashion strictly gerrymandered:
All humans will become brothers on cue--
including women--unless that largely successful
stone's throw to a buddy interferes with rejoicing.
Yes, we who call ourselves somebodies:
it’s rarely at our wrap-up concordat
that joy’s spooked and sneaks off
howling from our false doggedness.
Instead at the spa of get-up-and-go,
brotherly natures will drink joy.
All the good ones, their dull bones
the consequences of its rosy trace,
kiss earth to give us vines, or a friend,
even if we--give me a moment here--erupt in death.
Wise words do not ward off any given worm,
but the bashful Cherub hobnobs with God.
Able-bodied as suns flying through a fool’s paradise,
run, brother, your short course joyfully, run dammit
as per pecking order, a finalist sprinting to finish line.
Millions kiss the whole world daily or a family tree.
In the cosmic star-tent a proud parent may dawdle.
Do you suspect that could be true, you world you?
Be glad your loud-mouthed cavalcade is a whodunit.
©2000 Eric Yost
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