Summer Notes: 2 – Fireworks

“Raise high” red & orange sun umbrellas
blow out the blue balloon ballroom
ceiling for the doff dance

“Pick up order here!
…olives, pepperochini!
pale ale from Hop House!”

Ten knuckle blues
cats breaking the rules
notes bent brittle thin cast iron

fat slides & tempting trombones Pop
go the contradictions contraindications
spinning bombos bouncing in the street.

A Fourth of a Poem

Grand Ave Beach

All around us,
the plants whisper
in dry brittle voices,
“water us, water us.”

Sotto voce,
there is no water,
and what falls is not wet
or gentle,

but drops of chthonic fireworks,
urban, rural, coastal infernos.
The plants dig and pray to Hades,
and cooler there

than here in this air.