Friday, April 19, 2013

Poem: "A Position of Defeat 19"


the sun shines everywhere but here it calls
forth from the road a restless perky rage
all the old world has crossed a players’ stage
the new is squatting from an urban sprawl

so big a country but only one story
and it is not about the wounded knee
the crippled canters for the blind to see
and death as they say is a kind of journey

form does not exist in the incomplete
meaning does not stay in the ongoing
the poem of the open road singing
can’t understand positions of defeat

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