Thus we bring to a close Book 6 of the great mumble-pilgrimage, in form of Cricket-Chirp Epic, which we call Ravenna Diagram. Six books = about 340 poems already. I do believe the sheer steadiness of this eccentric errand is beginning to garner a little more public notice. Some batches have appeared here and there in Blackbox Manifold, in the U.K., the Journal of Poetics Research, in Australia, the Battersea Review, in the U.S., and also in Sweden, in a memorial anthology for world poet Regina Derieva. One poem is forthcoming someday in the venerable & magnificent Poetry magazine, and the estimable Puncher & Wattman publishers, in Australia, have made a preliminary commitment to bring it forth in book form eventually. For all this support, I am so grateful to the editors involved. And special affection-rays beam out to those steadfast readers scattered about Rhode Island & elsewhere in the cosmic blogosphere... thank you, dear pals!
*Postscript, 5.28.16 : surprised to learn that this poem was written on the 79th anniversary of the opening of the Golden Gate Bridge (May 26, 1937). The poem celebrates the Golden Gate in the final stanza. The bridge is a recurrent whatnot throughout Ravenna Diagram.
*Postscript, 5.28.16 : surprised to learn that this poem was written on the 79th anniversary of the opening of the Golden Gate Bridge (May 26, 1937). The poem celebrates the Golden Gate in the final stanza. The bridge is a recurrent whatnot throughout Ravenna Diagram.
WHISPER-DOOR
Walk back through a rainy-day memoir
through the watercolor (Grace
Ravlin Gloucester, Mass.)
over a fireplace wherever you are
down the River Road by the cottonwoods
through the rose garden with
a quipu-thread into depths
of summer Willy’s hobo moods
when the eyes relax deep into green
& a river flows to the heart-
matrix (almond, athwart
twin orange trees) your ascent unseen
Father Hennepin or St. Louis
by the Stone Arch Bridge
on New World ridge
where Evening Star harps Liberty
These harmonic concordances
Apollinaire à New Orleans
Ariadne’s contra-dance
in sleepy Paree sybilline séance
The flute zigzags l’après-midi
sad Adams (Henry) perks
his ear the password works
once more (Encore, encore!) you see
twin gates rise virginal ange d’or
with safety net one golden
thread trompette marine
from Jessie O. to J. soft whisper-door
5.27.16
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