Thursday, April 13, 2017

Two Octets from Sandy Blvd

Poetics on Sandy Blvd Octet

three star magnolias down to their last blooms,
the alphabet of a poem brief as day—

three ginkgos express themselves in new leaves,
these green words sprouting monosyllabic on

the tongue, all the crucial words from that poem—
this is my heart, here in the wind & the sun

that shows its face, gets lost in those fast gray clouds:
images merged in the mind of this instant


Rest & Motion on Sandy Blvd Octet

a single yellow rose for a last goodbye
painted across an amaranth stucco wall,

static; but the crow launches from the wire past
ash trees moved by the wind; one red one yellow

balloon strain on their ribbon, twist in circles
swooping around the power pole—I’m waiting

for the walk light, watch saucer magnolias
shed their big petals behind the chain link fence

Jack Hayes
© 2017

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