Stuart Ross ≈ New Year Poem

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LESSONS FROM 2013

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For your information, when
you eat things they go into you.
I learned this last year.
This year, however,
I cannot write a poem. I just
can’t do it. My dog skids
around on the ice outside,
I’m bleeding the radiator
with fifty leeches, seismologists
curl at the foot of my bed,
episodes of F Troop are shot
in my living room, guppies
do tricks in the depths
of my teacup, plus:

confusion is the basic unit
of all living organisms. It has
been dubbed the building block
of life. A single confusion
divides to produce two daughter
confusions. Let’s pack a lunch,
pile into the station wagon
and sit in the driveway.

In closing, then:
Blank sheets of paper
scribble poems on me.
A lamp throws a shadow
into the wastebasket.
The radiance of the night
is just about endless.

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One thought on “Stuart Ross ≈ New Year Poem

  1. WOW, FABULOUS PIECE, TURNS AROUND AND AROUND…A DADA-LIKE….IT HAD ME
    FROM START TO FINISH…AND THEN SOME….HAPPY NEWS YEAR TO YOU AND YOURS

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