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Spout
Copyright Jack Galmitz
Impress 2015
New York, New York
Spout
Jack Galmitz
anticipating where
anticipating where
it will land
In the backyard
in the grass
behind the house
near the cellar
with its warm handles
and sun warped doors
is a rubber ball
a ball unaccounted for
a ball hit perhaps
a ball thrown perhaps
by one of the boys
in the neighborhood
lost to him
lost to him
something he would have
cared for
gathered up by me
bounced against
the wall caught
bounced caught
then brought upstairs
and placed in a drawer
on a whale watch
on a whale watch
everyone on one side
everyone on one side
it looks like a sea swell
a dark sea swell
then it breaches
then it breaches
and everyone applauds
spring
dawn
spring
dawn
spring
dawn
a blue tint
a blue tint
a blue tint
on all
a cicada
then another
then another
play the trees
around the parking lot
like the percussion section
of an orchestra
atonal raw brut
a cacophony
an outburst
of love
reverberating
hallucinating
reverberating
hallucinating
the butterflies
the butterflies
move the field
move the field
from wildflower
to wildflower
evading
evading
the birds
and insects
why is music
spirit
why is music
spirit
why is music
spirit
the sound issues
in waves
the sound issues
in waves
the sound issues
in waves
outside Nortre Dame Cathedral
I listened to a woman
play the hang
and I left my body
and flew along the Seine
drums
I kept thinking
of drums
I couldnt get them
out of my head
like splinters
under the nail
of my thumb
would it be a release
slapping
the taut skin
or would it be
reverberations
in my head
or something else
again
waves sharp snapped
or slowed melodic
I could call forth
the dead
focused as I would be
on what my hands
and the skin happened
to be about
as the sun strayed
and was struck down
by an downturned palm
with dirt under its nails
Chinese fisherman
bring with them cormorants
they tie a string around the birds'
necks so they can catch the fish
but cannot swallow them
I have seen a cormorant
dive into black pond water
and waited to see its head
rise to the surface
I waited and waited
and waited some more
and when it emerged
it was a hundred or more
yards off
it must have lost its skill
somewhere in time
because it hadn't caught a fish
and was dissatisfied
through 3D glasses
I can see that American movies
(not cinema-thats for socialist europeans)
promote more and more SENSATION
pour the sensitivity stricken
all action heroes are men
who spend their time in gyms
expose their naked chests and limbs
(now thats action)
as character as speech as nuanced theme
and destroy everything on sets designed
a sign of the times of empire
hard, harder, hardest
never realizing the beauty of the penis
and its enlargement comes from the tenderness
of softness
I recovered
my voice
the movement
of my mouth
the sound
of a stream
trickling over
a bed of rocks
the trees were tall
and sent the rustling
leaves of the wind
to the town
where a man
exchanged money
for gas
and a man
ordered breakfast
& patted his friend
on the back
cars
honking
cars
honking
a car horn
honking
cars honking
cars honking
a ten mile
backup
an accident ahead
without god
what would we have
my hand in yours