Monday, May 8, 2017

Two Octets from Early May

Lawrence Ave Epithalamic Octet

planted inside the lot’s roofless Saab, bamboo
lifts multiple arms through drizzle, a gesture

that might be ecstatic—inside the warehouse
a violin concerto glissades through scales

as if the strings were thawing ice—deflated
red basketball lies under the sculptural

rhododendrons—gray sedan wears petals for
this afternoon’s nuptials of rain & pavement


Greenwich Ave Spring Mysteries Octet

bee drone like spasmodic coughs in the faded
andromeda bells; Ganesha lifts his one

right hand—something never seen in nature—in
an act of blessing: a statue leaned against

raised beds with sun-bleached flamingos & teapots;
how bewildering the dogwood’s coral pink

inflorescence isn’t really a flower;
these scattered cherry petals smell like the sea

Jack Hayes
© 2017

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