Thursday, November 1, 2007

blue skies for cold days

part i
this city is alive
with the day of
the dead

i think

watching from
two stories
up:

a princess and a witch
hold hands to cross
the street

(having no
part in old fairy
tales)

joining a group
of ghouls and
presidents and
superheroes

to a similar
end

part ii
but it is autumn
now and winter
hereafter

i think

there will be
blue skies for
cold days

and radiators that
hiss like spring
rainstorms

to bookend the
day

was shalott better
than this? i wonder,
standing to take
one long, last
look out of the
window —

and close the
blinds

4 comments:

Alijah Fitt said...

I am nominating you first best poet in the galaxy with this one. Love the scent of it and the imagery.

loofrin said...

that was one of the best things you've ever written. wonderful. i'd say the new yorker should read this one.

ds said...

that's good.

Extra Gravy said...

I liked the way the second to last paragraph felt when I was reading it outloud. Had a texture that I really liked.