Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Box


throwing something
in a box,
hats and shoes and photographs

I only want to elipse
boxes can be useful,
 so it’s like I’ll write

this poem
and call it a
p o e m
and throw it in a
b o x
expecting
action – like
when she asks

if that works
what about
I like that
and would
cummings be proud
of this work
and the b o x e s

c              r
e
a
t
e
d

for those who are
(n’t) very good
with prisms
and
light and
sex-
in-verse, but
still
want to make putt-
putter-ing
master
pieces,

engine chasis roar
sputterclutterpop

saying
Happy
without the and
not used to
this
much
kisssex
                smilegrin
goodluck
                yet
still seek
the horizon. 

1 comment:

  1. Are reading a lot of Cummings these days? I really like the word play here. This is a fun poem. I love any kind of form play, though. I like the obvious metaphor of not putting poetry in a box of formulaic writings. And I like the list at the end "kisssex smilegrin goodluck." This is a good draft.
    -SW

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