poem 5 (ode), poetry workshop

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9/25/08
(Ode) Windup Doll

Mass produced piece of Disney’s history
You forgotten hand-me-down toy
Windup reflection of a child’s memory
Plasticine model of girl-meets-boy

You collection of gears and screws and molding
Noisy automaton given to me
Bent and faded after years in a drawer

For my old friends, you give me a longing
The porn novels and all the people we’d see…
Let’s wind you up so I’ll miss them more.


9/30/08
Throwaway Ode

Surrealist Crusade
Of Hannibal
Richard the Lion
The Apocalypse

Dragging sands
Shifting feet
Porn star emblems
Of martyrs

The rejection of a pagan by the sign of the cross


for in class exercise, we brought in an object we could lend away for a weekend. into the box it went, after writing an ode about our object. so i said goodbye to my little windup Ariel and Prince dancing toy and said hello to Jake Snider's picture, from which the other ode is created.



9/29/08
Ode on the curve of his back

Down from lips and a left at shoulder.
U-turn at hips ('cause it's not any lower).
Spinal dip in a sinusoidal line.

Latissimus dorsi meeting Erector spinae
make a curve of flesh where I wish to lay
to count off hours by the knobs of his spine.

A structure that is no big production:
satin skin hiding anatomical construction;
solid map of sinew, muscle and bone.

Over shoulder and a quick right at spine,
and keep straight on that slow decline
into that curve made for me alone.


for reference:
spinal dip in a sinusoidal line
latissimus dorsi meeting erector spinae