{as previously indicated, I have no photo of myself at the MLA "off site" reading -- So, here in lieu of photographic self-representation, are the two minutes worth of poetry I read in Philadelphia}
Hula Hoops
1
A dance that must be done
Describes two
Interlocked ellipses
Got to maintain
Uphold the hoop
It’s
The tips
Trembling
Whammo
2
Two describe a
Whirling möbius
The dancer bent double
Or else an armature
Amateur engine
Idling
3
Three leave
One limb free
Awkward still
Skips
The ground a
Beat
4
Or more’s
Solitary
Each a pit
Stacked
A dervish’s
Wobbly cell
Who is that
Condemned child
Inside those
Plastic haloes
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Untitled
Immortality
Seems so
Slight
A project
You’d think
We’d think
Something better
Of ourselves
1 comment:
Sweet. And Perfect.
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