Chicano Poet

Wednesday, December 24, 2008


At East River

after may swenson

Tugboat: Dark manhood
looking for scantily clad
office girls.

Floating Gulls: The girls panic.
They wonder if it will be
boy or girl.

The Bay: In their roundness
even their belly buttons
have relocated like immigrants.

On The Bridge: The construction workers
do not whistle
rudely anymore.

A Plane: Paris, London, Bangkok,
Tokyo, only a wing
and a prayer away.

Brooklyn: Reality of greasy, dirty streets,
ancient buildings,
distant, distant races.


At 11:33 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...


E. Bernal

At 4:58 PM, Blogger Jim Murdoch said...

Intriguing. I've been toying with the idea of a diptych poem and this is exactly the kind of thing that was running through my head. Very good indeed.

At 4:45 PM, Blogger RC said...

Thanks,Esmeralda and Jim.Some of the poems I've been posting this week are merely re-writes of poems in the Camille Paglia collection called Break Blow Burn, Reads of Forty-Three Of The World's Best Poems.And most probably I am bringing them down a notch or two.


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