PJ Nights
you, anchored
to a river flow, to a sea
where land is put to the warmth
here you will be the petal of a flower first
tiny lily bells
your feet tap time to a broom
finding heights on Saturday floor-boards
where girls come on foot
in organza dresses
where girls take ratchets to the chains of bicycles
where girl's feet don't stop
on rounded stones
beach blankets and guitars
story-tellers are there for the night
tuck them in
they walk through the surf, pluck snails
from rocks, sleep on the orange shoulder
of Orion
failing to break it down smaller to find infinity
I visit coffee shops look at blue eyes and brown
eat donuts and drink lattes fat with cream
hoping to reach critical mass
a grazed edge of a curtain
and there are eyes behind
I feel them the instruments
of atom dissection are on the tray
tweak the electrode, power up
the magnetic field she’s sucked
to the starting gate, a proton
knowing her place in the big bang
moves as fast as she can
into anti matter - the black side
of a proton into
antiproton her heart spirals
into the bubble chamber
her momentum expiring
in a top quark deconstruct neruda
it was green the silence ; the light was moist
the month of June trembled like a butterfly
of of a of of ;
like green of of the trembled
it the ; month green of
break it down to smallest parts, smaller
than words to syllables
the green of like
it was --- moist was ; trem
bled
June month but a fly
---
light ter
si lence
---
it was a green fly sail
patron alighting moist
with June-bled butter stopped
who dared touch her hair
her stopped it who
patron who green hair dared
green
butter her hair her butter who stopped
©2006 by PJ Nights
PJ Nights lives in Maine, where she teaches chemistry and physics, two
loves
passed on to her by her father. Past projects include co-editing (with
CE Laine
and Dorothy Mienko ) The Women of the Web anthology, available from
Sun
Rising Press. Her poem "from wives and mothers" was nominated for a
2004
Pushcart prize, by Blue Fifth Review. You may read more of her work and
that of
other poets, and also view a list of her publications, at from east to west:
bicoastal verse.
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