anchor’s away!
I want her to throw away the anchor.
She wants me to go overboard with it.
-zumwalt (1991)
Posts tagged ‘Zumwalt Poems’
slabs of concrete
slabs of concrete
grab
pen
man
hold tight as might can
put the reigns in teeth of steel
in jaws of iron
neath mind of gold unmined
steer this silent steed sub-subway speed
over common ground
which tread upon
was forgotten
remembered
and cast incautiously
... permanently?
... coherently?
such hunkish chunks of memory
unevenly
into hand-picked
brick-thick
quick-hardening slabs of concrete
-zumwalt (1991)
backpack and acolyte
backpack and acolyte
with you on this trip
although suspicious of where you’re going
helping you carry suitcases you can’t lift alone
-zumwalt (1991)
the wreck of goodwill
the wreck of goodwill
every dime counted
seemed to count itself
but the pennies were the trouble spot
and the cost of all goodwill.
— zumwalt (1998)
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