Tuesday, June 9, 2009

A Few More Foldout Postcards - 6/9

Back-to-back “Fold-Out Postcard Sonnets?” Yes, I must have been typing away feverishly 13 years ago. On the non-poetic front, there will be another post this afternoon. In the meantime, more of Marlowe’s disembodied cogitations….


The blue cars sighing a little like zippers
unzipped in a breathless studio apt in the midst of
this miserable sonofabitch effluvial moonlight that’s
sweating like a bottle of Mexican Coca Cola in the

Sacramento bus station May 1988 It felt like
a country radio station sobbing sucrose &
Dear John letters & Pictures from Life’s Other Side across a
Formica counter in the midst of Marlowe’s nervous

collapse like a red dwarf star’s collapse like the
red tip of Alice’s Marlboro collapsing into an ashtray amidst a
fistful of ocotillos when it was too late after all & Marlowe

feels like Ambrose Bierce in the midst of
Mexico D.F. in the midst of life & so forth & after all darling
the blue cars come to a stop at the stop sign

John Hayes
© 1996-2009


  1. Creative expression is tidal, or at least cyclical. I love your fold out postcards and really loved the two-part post about that old devil moon.

    As always, I am in awe of anyone who can write poetry. Wow.

  2. I'm trying to think of where I was in May of 1988. Worlds away from Marlowe's world that's for sure, but boy I'm enjoying these adventures.

    I like the snarkiness of 'miserable sonofabitch effluvial moonlight'.


  3. Hi Kat:

    Really glad you're enjoying these. In May 88 I actually was in the Sacramento bus terminal about to embark on a cross country bus trip back to Charlottesville.

  4. I am in awe as well. I tried to write what I thought was poetry as a young heartbroken teenager. I came across some of it and cringed at how contrived and forced it sounded. Wow, I've always wanted to make a cross country trip. Charlottesville, Virginia? I live 45 minutes to an hour from there in Amherst, Virginia...John Boy Walton (Earl Hamner) fame.

  5. Hi Dragonfly Dreamer: Geez, stuff I wrote even after I was a teenager makes me cringe! I don't know Amherst, VA per se (or don't recall it) but that whole area in Virginia is lovely.


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