Happy Monday!
How about another old-school poem to set the ol’ steps in the right direction…
The Straits of Magellan (by Joe Nolan)
strange and true and green and huge and
waiting
beneath seven miles
of ocean.
reflecting blades of daybreak
grass, breaking toward the break
of day and breaking
into the space
of the sky
at the far horizon.
rising
like an art
and like a knife.
a blue-green hue,
that line where the sky meets the sea.
and the rowers row to oblivion,
straining rum-soaked
oars
and sun-stroked
minds,
hallucinating Jésus walking on water
in the shape of a slaughtered
lamb, bleeding
good luck
coins,
plopping
down
to the bottom of the blue.
falling, failing, dove-less olives
returning to Atlantis.
deep, deep down where the dead men go,
on their way
to the center
of the earth.
As a special bonus, here is another poem by Allen Ginsberg. The King of May was inspired by Ginsberg’s deportation from Cuba to Prague. Welcomed as a hero in Czechoslovakia, Ginsberg was crowned King of May during the May Day parade. Having seen enough, the Czechs sent Ginsy back to London.
This is a great Spring poem.
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Love,
Joe Nolan
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