April 27th, 2012

poetry, exceptindreams

1445: Babel | Kimberly Johnson

Kimberly Johnson

My God, it’s loud down here, so loud the air
is rattled. Who with the hissing of trees,
the insect chatter, can fix devotion

on holy things, the electrical bugs
so loud the air is stunned, windy the leaves’
applause redoubled by the clapping wings

of magpies? Who with their whispered psalm
can outvoice their huckster cackle, the trees
blustered to howls while the tesla bees

whine loudly to the shocked air? O who
can think of heaven in such squall, shrill wind
of trees, magpie wings, and throats in fracas,

the bluebottle static, the air stupid
with the shrieks of devils,— of angels,—
who in such squall can think of anything

but heaven?

On this day in...
2011: "Like Kerosene" by Olena Kalytiak Davis
2010: "The Tyger" by William Blake and "Postcards" by Wendy Cope
2009: "The Constant of the Universe" by Andy Weaver
2008: Weekend, no poem

I don't know/If we'll meet again. Be happy./If you hear this, send a postcard.