The Marathon journey continues. Search under the category Day Trip Poetry Marathon 2018 for earlier entries.
I arrived at Brendlinger Library at Montco on October 3, another beautiful early fall day in progress.
This is the first session of my amended Marathon plan. Let me remind you – I want to write text for my artist sketchbook recently finished; set up my Minuscule story/poem book for print/publication, so that I can then finish up the illustrations; start putting together this current Marathon book for print (even though I’m still writing poems for it); and keep writing Little Vines. Not everything will be addressed every week, but these are my goals for the rest of 2018.
Today I also want to repeat last week’s location plan – morning at Montco and then eat lunch and work some more at the grocery store café. Last week I liked that break for a good lunch and the change of location energized me for the afternoon, so why not repeat it?
All right. First thing – poetry writing. There are twenty-nine images in what I’ll now call the Large Artist Sketchbook 2018. In the previous small sketchbook, the one I did before this one, I included only haiku, shadorma, or tanka. This time, though, I think I’ll let myself go and write whatever I want. All right. Issue settled.
Second – my Minuscule book has all the stories it needs to make a nice-sized book. Now I need to give them titles and record and number the haiku/shadorma/tanka that accompanies each story. I’ve already started a manuscript for the book, and once these steps are done I’ll add the remaining stories in – then illustrations – then done!
Third – Little Vines.
Plenty for today. Here are a couple of samples of what I did.
This one is from the Large Artist Sketchbook 2018 – for image 4.
Suddenly she was there
standing on the sidewalk
Did she walk through the wall of the building?
Yes, she says. No. May I ask
what it is you want?
I have forgotten why
I came here. I cannot cover my confusion
Any explanation will be inadequate.
She cocks her head. I notice her feet
small and black patent-leather shod
toes pointing away from each other
heels together. Somehow
that detail makes me afraid
to stay. Still she waits
for the answer. I hope
it will not be long until I have one.
A shadorma. Not for the book. Just fell out of my head.
May I ask
why you look at me
May I ask
why you dress so carefully
and smile so often?
I’m pretty sure we take the next left
Two weeks in this cemetery
is more than enough
you’ll feel a lot better with some treatment
unzip your stomach
and let’s get started
those synthetic fanatics
extremely valuable to a lot of people
your government, in fact
not just two there were six
in a white warehouse
and they sang all night
look at all these equations
I volunteer to be the first one
asleep in class
home movies and we were so unprepared
for this kind of high-sparking family free-for-all
played out on the silver screen
it’s time-sensitive, this banana
it’s self-conscious about its age
it’s rancid, in fact
the same person
please don’t talk about it
there is no bigger waste of time
than talking about it
everyone in this section of town is
flipping ones and zeros but
they’re all fine, strawberry fine
the device was actually an antenna
a link between two exhausted robots
griping about work
but tell me again how
a mathematical certainty
steered the pickup truck into the curb
diversions and distractions
carousing and busting a few heads
it’s so good to be home again
if you spilled even a little of this liquid
a quiet gurgle of a little bit of a spill
the show is over
you fell off the ladder
so it looks like I was right
you were ready to cross to the other side
yeah I’m just thinking
you’ll never see sixteen again
you mystery man in penny loafers
well super here we are again
green suds all over the street
and of course the details are top secret
so what would you say to a little dispute
in a back room
what would you say to solving some problems of human behavior?
read the hieroglyphics
line by line
eighteen percent of it vanished
two miles underground
in a rainstorm
for two months
no rain in this city
to give it a thorough cleaning
that mysterious letter you received:
I think you gave up too easily.
We can always call in a professional glyph translator.