Friday, February 25, 2011

Hi, Hunter




Step and Fetch it

Step into the air

Nothing is trite along a river

Take my apples and sell them in the city

And you will have more money

And you will be more happy

Without that debilitating focus on regional and ethnic concerns

Rhodesia

Speculation

buy land, buy land

Wait a minute, what does that have to do with jazz

Morning of the redbird (callout)

cartographer

or along a long long gospel song

Amazing Grace reconsidered as something radiant and grotesque

Race record

The sound a register makes to count up the skirt of

this beautiful relaxed woman

Did you see the clock while she was on?

a line for Lyons

for elegant people

Each time it felt different; each time it felt the same

As when you construct intricate rituals which allow you to touch the skin of other men