Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Poetry Thursday: The Streets

CBS.CBS.CBS
is scrawled across the playground wall
in loopy letters, on torn notebook paper
crumpled in balls, across the windows
shuttered by cinderblocks in the lost
brick houses.

Calhoun. Baker. Stricker.
Calhoun. Baker. Stricker.

This trio of streets
makes a crooked U
a territory, a calling card
Whoa CBS the kids chant
beats falling off their hands
like the skip of an irregular heart.

This is home
this spot on the map
a strand of hair on a head
compared to the rest of
the wide and glorious world.

No one needs the Mississippi
or the Amazon, no one dreams
of France or Nepal.
These distant specks could be
Mars or Atlantis
so out of reach
from everyday hands.

But there will be some
who crave a slit of sky
trace the constellations
with an index finger
stroking the curve
of the earth.

CBS

This is the world.
This is the beginning.

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11 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

you know, i've missed you.

nice one today.

9:17 PM  
Anonymous my backyard said...

Interesting how CBS can have such power.

10:59 PM  
Anonymous gel said...

Nice hometown feel to this poem.
Creative use of the streetnames, too!

1:06 PM  
Blogger Tina With Wings said...

This makes me feel really at home. The world is as big as the street your house is on when you're little. I love it.

3:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

'But there will be some
who crave a slit of sky
trace the constellations
with an index finger
stroking the curve
of the earth."

Love this.

Yes, you have been missed. Hope to read more of you in 2007!

4:07 PM  
Anonymous Cheryl said...

The last stanza really grabbed me.

5:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Happy 2007...

2:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This was wonderful- it felt so familiar. I like the idea of tracing the constellations with an index finger- in fact, I think I did that as a kid!

9:13 PM  
Anonymous susanna said...

Oh, those last two..."No one needs the Mississippi..." and "But there will be some..." make me smile. Inspiring, E.

10:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I agree with the above sentiments - some lovely language in this.

8:41 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great poem Em! xoxo, AMPC

6:04 PM  

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