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2 Poems

2 Poems

"Against Sense" and "Post Hoc."

Art by Tara Tucker, "Man's Best Friend Thinks Alike." 2007, graphite on paper, 17.25 x 21.75 framed.

Against Sense

Bonjour tristesse
Tu es inscrite dans les lignes du plafond
Tu es inscrite dans les yeux que j'aime    

                                            —Paul Eluard

Bonjour tristesse: up all night fidgeting
with your corsage, luggage roped
to a kite. When in Rome, gullage begets
gullage, fingers trained to scope
fatigues, rustle up a handsome sum.  
Still, you linger: fox-headed, faunal,
driven underground with the soon
to be hunted hawk, black-faced cardinal.
All this and I've forgotten the Fawkes
of penny dreadfuls, last seen in silver,
augered to a ring. Let's lift our rocks
O Blue Bloods, and pitch from cover
into his parade: bodily, tusk-sleeved,
against sense. Adieu tristesse, take your leave.

Post Hoc

It was a hunch that drove me there,
Bishamon, harried by fortune
on the loveliest day ...

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