Friday, December 28, 2012

Variations for Two Pianos By Donald Justice

There is no music now in all Arkansas,
Higgins is gone, taking both his pianos.
.
Movers dismantled the instruments, away
Sped the vans, the first detour UN-tuned the strings.
.
there is no music now in all Arkansas.
.
Warm evenings, the windows open, he would play
something of Mozart's for his pupils, the birds.
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There is No music now in all Arkansas.
.
How shall the mockingbird mend her trill, the jay
His eccentric attack, lacking a teacher?
.
Higgins is gone, taking both his pianos
There is no music now in all Arkansas.

Friday, December 14, 2012

One Time, I Entered Heaven By Mike Maggio



It was a quiet morn
when the world slept deeply
and the spirits swirled like water.
.
Imagine
skipping on clouds
leaping from star to star.
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It was the music, you see
it was the notes the angels
had carefully fastened to the breeze.
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Sometimes
I gather them like stardust
sometimes
in between the greed and cry of the wolf
when the moon pauses.
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When the earth catches its awesome vreath
I can hear the bells peal
and see the face of God
mirrored in the dips and dives of a dove.
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Sometimes
when I listen.
.
as the angels embrace
the crystal dewy dawn.

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Monday, December 3, 2012

ABC By Donald Justice

A:

A syllable with skin,
Tough and saurian,
Alive in the sewer's mouth.
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A word with loot
bulging its pockets
crouched in the alley after curfew.
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A whole stanza forming
to march off the curb
and into your head with banners.
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A poem in hiding
from men in advertising
and the guitars of ex-pilots.

B:

Be the unfolding page,
white page, memorial to the absolute,
Altas of heights and depths.
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Be the statue leaning out from the stone,
the stone also, torn between past and future,
and the hammer, whose strength we share.

C:

See how the fearful chandelier
trembles above you
each time your open your mouth
to sing: Sing!