By being able to select
from unlimited, boundless choice
I confuse a frightened mosquito mind with
possibilities and potentials
and so I restrain
and constrain my selections
by a dreamed reality
that has up/down,
front back and
then and now (now and then.)
So much like Crazy Eights, Monopoly and countless sit-coms
there is a start and end:
a start I don’t remember but have been retold,
an end that I can’t know or even squint at.
My hairy sister has hairy toes
but we keep her in a closet amongst the clothes
and pinch her cheeks with feigned hospitality:
a time-tested approach to growing this pretended, sequential, unexplainable, territorial reality.
— zumwalt (2011)
Comments on: "hairytoes" (2)
I do not profess to understand this poem but there is so much about it that I like . It is cheeky and mocks some of the things in life that I cling to for normality .eg: “that has up/down,right, left front back and then and now (now and then.” and the entire last verse which I just love!! I am so pleased to see you back. It was almost as if you set us up with a 2012 challenge then you disappeared ! Anyway I missed you and it is good to see you back!! xxx 🙂
What a curious poem! Well, to me. Yet the hairy sister, hairy toes in the closet.. the clothes. I liked it. It brought up images, had rhythm.