Salvatore Ala has published three collections of poetry: Clay of the Maker, Straight Razor and Other Poems, and Lost Luggage. His poems have appeared in journals and anthologies. He has also published six broadsides of his poetry. more »
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Salvatore Ala Poems
My America is all Detroit, Motown, dancing in the streets, my girl, Tropical heat waves and what becomes of the brokenhearted after a riot.
The Piano Tuner Tuning the Piano
A country doctor commencing on a cure. A chiropractor stretching the spine of his patient. An ornithologist listening for particular birds. The dance of lonely awkward people.
Ellis Island Passenger ships slip time in fog, Their displacement forever in motion.
I could not save the final shot. It flew beyond mind and body;
The child I was sits trembling in a barber chair. 'Make me a barber, ' I asked my father, Barbers are men who smell like rose oil, Who gather sea foam in their hands.
The Soccer Ball
Head without a will of its own, Blindfolded and bandaged eyes
Who am I? I am Pele. I am the Black Pele, The African and Caucasian Pele, The Asian and Semitic Pele, Pele of north and south, east and west;
Our research points to terrifying conclusions, Cryptids don’t exist but we believe in them.
Chronicles of Man
After the first beheading, hope was severed like a limb. After the second, love produced a fountain of blood.
I saw a young Arab woman, A spring wind was blowing her pale blue burqa So that her body rippled through it like water And the veil made her face appear.
When I picture my mother in her thirties in a red dress Swooning to Mario Lanza’s Granada
Many leaves in the schoolyard blowing. Many children at recess playing. The wind erased the blackboard, The bell emptied the schoolyard.
The Blue Hour
Neither complete reason or revelation But falling in love again when we can't help it Ambient composite blue transparent to the stars Between dawn and sunrise sunset and dusk
Crow Feather Totem
I saw a crow's feather on the road And the sun shining in that precise shape. I was drawn to a crow's feather on the road Until I was far from home.
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
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My America is all Detroit, Motown, dancing in the streets, my girl,
Tropical heat waves and what becomes of the brokenhearted after a riot.
My America is the 67 riot and flames above the city,
My America is the arrival of The National Guard, revolution in the air,
CKLW news and the “murder-meter” rising.
My America is The Spirit of Detroit and The Joe Louis Fist.
My America is Rosa Parks and visits by Martin Luther King.
My America is where the South was born after the South had died.
My America is getting out of neighborhoods before ...