Canal Blues Poem by Jay Alexander
Canal Blues
Through broken panes,
Decrepit barges
Cut past vertical lines;
My eyes slick
Horizontally
Over soft-rusted girders;
A corner of
Industrial junk,
Entertains
Regimented dancers
In white tutus and
Face-masks, swaying
To ' Swan Lake ';
Somewhere a steam-hammer
Is banging,
Or is it my head -
Outside the gulls
Scream at me:
' Dem Bones, Dem Bones! '
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: blues
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