(Poem #17)Concerto for Double Bass He is a drunk leaning companionably Around a lamp post or doing up With intermittent concentration Another drunk's coat. He is a polite but devoted Valentino, Cheek to cheek, forgetting the next step. He is feeling the pulse of the fat lady Or cutting her in half. But close your eyes and it is sunset At the edge of the world. It is the language Of dolphins, the growth of tree-roots, The heart-beat slowing down. |