Chicano Poet

Friday, May 16, 2008

Bronx Zoo

I let Hart Crane loose at the zoo.
He seemed so fascinated with tarantulas,

and the wonders of an elephant in the Bronx.
Savannas of asphalt and concrete fenced in

the platypus of his unearthly desires.
He shakes his cage like a nasty monkey.

He foresees the hippo in himself.
The Brooklyn Bridge bulges in his trousers.

The Keystone Kops rush around.
Who stole the reliable crossing, they shout silently?

But, by this time, Crane has fallen off the wagon
into the Gulf of Mexico aquarium.


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