Dara Wier

(1949 / Louisiana / Unites States)

Awe Of Everything - Poem by Dara Wier

Do you know what's the unluckiest thing
In the world, a differential grasshopper
Said to me. I paused, I put down the
Diesel grinder I'd been trying to fix,
I turned off the stealth bomber, I faded
Away from the faded away pedals, I put up
Finely embroidered silk panels over the
Faces of the statues, I pulled the green
Vacillating amplifier into the hallway,
I swiveled seven of the chains and
Loosened the bolts in the balcony, I went
Into the barn to unlace the cattle and
Overturn the empty buckets, I put the
White flag on the mailbox, I cut the
Telephone wires, I fed the ducks better
Than I usually feed them, I adjusted the
Faucets so they'd drip a little, I waved
At old Mr. Wiley with his smokeless pipe
And his manpowered plough across the field,
I moved a claypot off of a narrow ledge,
I taped the key to the bulldozer to the
Roof of the canopy, I took the cup of
Auger bits away from the rabbit hutch,
I put a padlock on the children's playhouse,
I picked up a stick by the sideyard gate,
I broke it over my knee, I went to the well
To fill a stone pitcher with cool water,
I let the donkey & the goats go. I took
A ladder to the hayloft and took down a
Suitcase. I could see across the valley
Down to the river from up there.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2014



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