just me and a few words packed in my U-Haul

 

just me and a few words packed in my U-Haul

 

 

 

sinister patches of black tar

a roadway of eternal sink holes

the wonder of future

the wonder of you

 

romance me away from this rock

moss is growing under my poetry

the ink in ebony dress

levity is the broken line in the middle 

of the interstate,

but my state of mind never passes you

 

i just hang back, hang-dog expression

eclipsed vision

the sun is a fox chased by the hounds of cumulus

 

even the Beat poets would think their poems cheerful

compared to taxi driver poets who get jumped

in their cabs with random tips--

most saying "give up, the world has no exit ramp for this"

Robert Creeley has a patch over both eyes now,

Plath is dying to stay in the institution

even Sexton thinks she wants a two car garage

 

keep your motor running people

because others are shooting off their motor mouths

and exhausting the tolls 

too expensive to drive the keyboards 

 

the wonder of future

the wonder of you

put me in a trunk with the old keepsakes

and letters from Sylvia

and the poems Sexton wrote when she was good

ask Robert to come home

even with the patches

he might be able to see

what we are missing---

Stop signs pleading

to us to put a brake to the madness.

 

 

erin-cilberto

7/14/17

Reviews

[Relic]

Some would argue poetry (and the world) were better way back when. The road we're headed on is getting rougher, reflecting the state of the world and the mentality of mouths that spew a constant stream of junk today.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, Tim...
j.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

The best of the best! Brilliant word-play and metaphor for the dark road this country, and the world, seems to have detoured to. Mournful- "the ink in an ebony dress" "Plath is dying to stay in the institution- layers upon layers of warning- "give up- the world has no exit ramp for this"...The Greats you summon for counsel, and humble I, laud you. Supremely Master-Class work.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your very kind review, Annette.
j.

[Zugzwang]

I found myself reading this a couple of times. It's such a dense poem. I wonder if this has anything to do with the current president and state of affairs in the USA.
I got a kick out of the references to the greats. Which reminds me, I have to read Ariel again...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are so inisightful, my friend...
thank you, Z.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I have had to read this one several times Jacob. It has a foreboding theme to it, a clarion warning of catastrophe as you weave in your favourite poets and their lives together with the 'drive'/journey metaphor.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your persistence, John...
i appreciate your reads and reviews...
J..