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THIRTEEN WAYS OF LOOKING AT 50+ YEARS OF POETRY I. Among twenty snowy mountains the only moving thing was the drum of the printer. II. I was of three three three Ahem, I was of a mind to and there was this tree three three blackbirds droppings into my minds and a possum I really wouldn’t mind no sop or taters nothing himself the nothing that is III. The blackbird whirled in late autumn winds. It was a shrinking part of the pantomime. IV. A man and a woman pruning a blackbird could consider themselves One. . . . . . . . . . . . And the rose was A man and a blackbird . . . . . . . telling strumming ukulele lemmings . . .the old old story. would denigrate and ask with all . . . . . . . . . .. . .Such fun it was. . . . . . . I think I should start sincerity who is . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .one too and why not. talking over there. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Narcissus in a convex . ..Nobody talks about I'm not kidding, we're . . . . .. . .mirror would . . . . . . . .. the night we changed just making a . . . . . . . . .. ... . .smell as sweet. . . . . . . the mattress covers, mess of things. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . and never ... more ... . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . ..oh . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . more - hey! So not cool, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . this isn't a raven . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . over here, you know. more . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . .more . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .If you yourself never . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Nevermore Like the pallid bust . . . . . . . . .I prefer myself in . . . . ...What was I saying? thing with filigree . . . . . . . . . ..portraiture, so, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . .. . . ..unless my stockings . . ...quoth Definitely more . . . . . . . . . . ..catch a concave eye . ... quoth . .. nevermore V. I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of self absorption Or the beauty of in you end dose, The blackbird whistling Or just after. Or a long time after. VI. When the blackbird took out the long frosted window it was open house on everyone and foreknown truths were all better now, even for popes and kids, because nakedness was the shield they got, and my shadow crossing their secrets again and again with creative angst - nothing indecipherable but a few hairs and cloth. Eye epic, the cheerleader makes a pure A in perfect praise. VII. O thin man of ham hand I have caught you imagining a golden bird flew up my skirt while I tried to beat it down to the stirrups as the tour went by. Obediently the quarter spat from my lip and you returned blackbird fleshy swimming past my bats with your lantern in tow. Give it back right now. Give. VIII - Kant Toast. Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere: ouchus ug ug ug I know noble accents And lucid, inescapable rhythms And use them every chance I get Though born in a savage country; . . . . . . chez blackbird du Mauberley! Et tu? But I know, too, that Kung and Li And a meddlesome flock are going to get involved In what I can tell you I know And it better not have a before or behind. IX. So little depends upon a pitch and copper doghouse grazed by pot holes pursuant the pack barking the last blackbird from view. X. So we saw ‘em, dude, blackbirds flying around and we had a green light, when the bods got all euphonious like crying out real sharp. Cool. XI. she rode over Connecticut in a glass coach how of a why a fear pierced her in the furnished soul when the goat-headed blackbird whistled far . . and . . . . wee XII. The river is frozen The broken necked blackbird Must be nose nudging balls of blood With his shadow which is naked And silent and learning XIII. It was evening all afternoon. It had snowed days ago and it was going to snow again again. The blackbird O.D.ed in the cedar limbs. NOTE: The heading for each section links to the original posting of that individual section. This gives the curious reader access to PMO commentary as well as links to poems being parodied/satirized. Previously unpublished © David W. Parsley 2013 Parsley Poetry Collection
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