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sonnet that resembles a sonnet except when it doesn’t
a Thai take-out menu, maize yellow,
and resembling ever so slightly a roadmap if you squint
and resembling more or less the full moon
assuming the full moon looked more like a stick of butter
and less like a barn owl’s implacable face
a 16 lb. Brunswick bowling ball, slate gray,
and in the abstract much like a flagstone breezeway
in Vermont, and if not that then a Mercator map,
assuming the bowling ball has fallen inside a black hole
where it changes into a clock radio with hands
where elephants go waltzing trunk to tail
where the Sunday funnies erupt into lilium longiflorum
where the full moon is feeling no pain
where mon semblable in a black sport coat speaks to
his cell phone
A.K. Barkley
© 2012
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Elephant and flowers. State 2. Wenzel Hollar (1607–1677) - Wiki Commons; public domain
assuming the full moon looked more like a stick of butter
ReplyDeleteand less like a barn owl’s implacable face
Brilliant images. The poem also gave me the sense of falling apart beautifully as I was reading it.
Hi HKatz: Thanks so much for stopping by & commenting on A.K. Barkley's poem! I think he will be flattered by the idea of a reader falling apart beautifully while reading it! : )
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