This week
February 12th, 2011 § 2 Comments
In poetry class we discussed the Ars Poetica, a poem about poetry (someone in class thought it was Arse Poetica, which led to a pretty excellent poem in and of itself). So I wrote this.
VANISHING DEDUCTIBLE
It starts like a car accident. Of course the risk is always there–you bought the car, got on the road, flipped off the occasional cutter-offer. That doesn’t mean you are prepared when, distracted by the radio (or a beautiful pedestrian) a stop light gets ran and then the dull thud, the tinkling of glass, the acrid powder from the airbag.
What was once an isolated incident now follows you. The soreness in your neck, the flush of anxiety whenever a horn blows, when you see broken glass twinkle on the asphalt.
Slowly the soreness becomes familiar; it keeps mornings interesting and provides a nice story to tell strangers. At some point you realize that you’ve stopped calling it an accident, and started wondering whether or not it would be as exhilarating a second time.
-Sean
If I ever conquer/create a country, you can be the poet laureate.
This is one of my favorite poems of yours. Gold star!
New poem???? Soon??