Today's poem is by Kimiko Hahn
The Dream of Parsnips
Do I wish for a box of cigars-or dynamite?
Do I wish for the sudden squirming of earthworms?Do I wish for the dense smell in Grandma Ida's dining room
or some prix fixe? Do I wish forthe standing-outside-his-lit-office-window-at-two-in-the-morning
as only a sophomore can stand . . . or forthe husband to scrap the skank?
Or perhaps for the researcher herself who believes:"dreaming is not a parallel state but consciousness itself,
in the absence of the senses' input"?
Considering various explanatory projects,I do wish that wishing would process
whatever calls up an object so white and duplicitous.
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Copyright © 2014 Kimiko Hahn All rights reserved
from Brain Fever
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