Today's poem is by Chad Sweeney
for Maurice Kenny
Monday on the way to work
I must have taken a wrong turn.
Bougainvillea climbed the doors,
an unfamiliar alley
in the silence of trees.
The bear rose before me
in a cloud of fur,
in every language at once.
I threw the dictionary at him.
I threw my calculator at him,
the keys in my pockets, my credit cards.
I threw the Bhagavad Gita, its pages dog-eared,
the Constitution, the original,
all Rilke's letters.
I threw the Cabala at the bear,
The bear's shadow grew all around me.
Copyright © 2009 Chad Sweeney All rights reserved
from Arranging the Blaze
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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