Scott Minar


Parade Floats Of Famous Literati - Poem by Scott Minar


Dostoyevsky's giant liver is a red balloon
tethered to five dogs, one for each Sunday
in the month. His music is Fandango and
Touch Not the Night.

Preceding the Injured Police Corps,
Celan and Woolf's floating Seine-on-wheels.
They are cross-dressed as Antony and Cleopatra
hanging from a barge. Their theme,
Love Me Not's and Wild Attic Nights.

The Polish poets encore, so good
no one remembers their names, except for
Stroinski and Norwid the painter. They gather
atop a simple birthday cake, a transparent cleaver
winging down and in.

Kafka's float is a hand in flames
carrying twelve ugly singers of impossible harmonies.

Dickinson's coach,
a giant fly with blue eyes,
is covered with white dresses and a single black shawl.
The band leading plays My Seat in Heaven
Dangling Before the Gates.

Neruda's ship is an Italian frigate,
but he floats on a blue cellar door
towed behind. He is dressed only in flowers
and strums a guitar that sounds like waves.

All others come after,
a bourdon of stars aching in
over an emerald sea. A few papers scatter
the embargoed streets. Thousands of verses
preface a language no one can read.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2014



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