Wheeling down Main Street in technicolor light
Are Disney's heroes, our mythology,
A comfort in the middle of the night.
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Blind at first to his self-destructive drive,
The first world war would terrify and thrill him.
Likewise Freud chain-smoked cigars, although
His worried doctors told him they would kill him.
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Storytellers know what scholars learn
That we in time, because of time, must burn
And to the womb of Death we must return.
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In comedies the lucky couple wed
And didn't hide but, wakened, frolicked in bed.
Sex and love are Life, repression Death.
Zen masters teach us: Cherish your breath,
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rederick Feirstein has just completed his eighth book of poems. His most recent collection is New and Selected Poems (Story Line Press, 1997). Currently, he is finishing a book on psychoanalysis for the general public.)
Disney on Parade
Wheeling down Main Street in technicolor light
Are Disney's heroes, our mythology,
A comfort in the middle of the night.
Mickey Mouse, Minnie, Uncle Donald help.
The children of America are sick
Of war, cultural suicide, and greed.
Snow White, Bambi, Lady and the Tramp,
It's midnight now, help us in our hour of need.
You helped us with the witch's oven and
Her poisoned mushrooms. Goofy, Pluto please.
Those childhood traumas were much worse than these.
Teach us to be courageous and naïve.