Chicano Poet

Thursday, March 23, 2006

El Corrido De Stanley Kunitz

Part 4 of 5

The dust engulfs the threesome
and when the cloud has settled
they look like Casper or Klan members,

they taste sheetrock, cement,
the smell of burning paper
will not taper.

When the second building falls
they stand like wax figures
while women scream and cry

and Michaelangelo walks by,
Magritte puts his hat in front of his own face,
Christo wraps Saudi Arabia in toilet paper.

The poets remain speechless,
their words lack poetry
and their poetry lacks words.

Stanley quotes himself
and Jews chase Leroi Jones
to keep up with the black Joneses.


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