Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Poem, Null Again (Bob Grumman)

Poem, Null Again

The sun was bright                                                                  
                                   but gray.
Poem tried to color a path into
some dream about King Arthur
a drunken Supreme Court Justice
was trying to escape,
but no color would take, the sun
he now realized, was only the idea of
the sun, the poem he was in
the idea of its light.
He tried to sing a path into the dream,
but his notes turned to snow
long before achieving sound,
and buried both the Justice
and the dream of King Arthur.

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