“I am always
thin and proper,
collecting henpecked men
in a little cup that I keep
in my pocket.
My friends are mandolins and gondoliers;
they lead me by my forearms
where my freckles arrange themselves
into a design like a kitchen set;
pumpkins and onions,
apple and radishes in a cornucopia.
They lift my hair from my neck to reveal
where its chocolate strands wander off
bewilderedly into skin.
My guardians are an uncle with a
greengrocer's visor, an aunt of great stature
and their two full grown sons.
They say, “Sadie, where did that
bruise come from?” I hardly know.
I skin my knees when I walk
too fast, bruise my shins, knock over
china plates and juice that stains, so I
stand quite still, pretending the world is
a convent I will be sent from
if I do not behave.”
Deportment for Sadie
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I love how you always use things to describe things that nobody else uses. 'Freckles arrange themselves into a design like a kitchen set.'
ReplyDeleteIt would make a wonderful story. The uncle I am looking forward to especially.
i agree. a longer story would be all sorts of nice things, including love. but i will survive if you are disinclined to write one...
ReplyDeleteYou are a genius.
ReplyDeleteThe word cornucopia is amazing. These poems are amazing.
fan club post: -I- liked the mandolin/gondoliers parts.
ReplyDeleteGuys, this is turning into a longer story but it is turning into a Church Story.
ReplyDeleteBy which I mean a story in which the characters go to a very conservative little country church.
The problem is that I can't imagine there ever being a market for it. Secular publishers won't want to publish it because it's a Church Story, but can any of you imagine me writing the kind of story that a Christian publisher would accept?
I hope not.
there are probably some good christian publishers out there.
ReplyDeleteput in some throw-backs to heathen symbolism and some references to neo-paganism and gnosticism and it'll be just the type of church book that'll hit Best Sellers.
*coughDanBrowncoughcough*
See, that is the problem. It could never do anything so hip as that. It's old-fashioned in the wrong places. And it will bare the church culture at the elbows sometimes like an old threadbare coat, I expect. Not that it's satirical at all. Just honest, I think...
ReplyDeleteBut maybe there are good Christian publishers hiding somewhere.
haven't we agreed that it's your calling to be a starving, rejected artist? it will be your piece about which critics will chillingly agree that it was a "foray from her usual brilliance" without realizing that it was the equivalent of Beethoven's string quartets in the way they defied popular desires. ("is this music?" a student asked, and he replied, "not for your time.") If you don't have an audience, are you an artist? I'm wiling to say, yes, because the audience is a bigot-monster. (like, boogie-monster, only not scary)
ReplyDeleteSeriously. People are ready to read more things than they were twenty years ago and rarely are any of these things coherently true. I can't promise you a market, but I can promise I'll read it, when you're finished.
Just make sure it's not Christian-romance.;)
yes, there are. i know of some. you don't have to starve.
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