I changed the order of the colors, deciding on red for the end. I wonder if my dear readers can tell me why. I do have a reason. I wonder if it comes across - if I have communicated.
a hearse
Kafka-cockroach
crawling left in front of me
then a yellow car
whooshing towards -
small, urgent sun
a curled
dead squirrel
swift errand clipped,
a compact,
purple as violets
swimming in slanted rays
Julie, it's good to be reading you again. I like the style and
sense of this so much, I may decide to follow your road to poetry.
I think I agree with the reasoning of Peter's review. -gene.
Don't know why she's last, but I'll be she's grateful not to get any whiffs of that dead squirrel in her car. --Charlie
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2010
You have the Kafkaesque reference to the Metamorphosis. Morphing into poetry? Autos illuminated in various light, yellow sun, violet dusk, red of an ambulance siren? Red being "stop" where the poem ends? That's my best guess from this little pea brain.
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sense of this so much, I may decide to follow your road to poetry.
I think I agree with the reasoning of Peter's review. -gene.