Jenne Kaivo

Jenne Kaivo Poems

I am waiting. I’m waiting.
Where the stars meet the sound I am waiting.
I am here at the gate and can stare
Down the lane where the blackberries bake on their vines.
...

The war expands a bit off where it’s
Bright and dry and I can’t see.
But here I’ve seen the bluebells bloom
More sort of violet, really.
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The sidewalk oak will no more dance or tremble
When wind howls typhoon-strong past its street-corner;
Age makes the tree be proud and bare and grown, untrimmed.
I see your door where I once begged is now a hole
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Gravity pulled in the typical way
At a foot that ought not have been bare.
The mountain-goat stones do not hold to their own,
As slick things quite like to let go.
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Nathaniel who stands on the green shouting,
“I am the first of my kind,
I am the finest you’ll find! ”
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I'm stuck in the fuckin' sunshine, half alive and three quarters dyin';
it takes all my hardearned cash
just to buy me reason.
Some are pleased by Summer season but I can't
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Underneath the swinging trees
we lie limply in the cool
of shade, and of the simple breeze.
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The Best Poem Of Jenne Kaivo

Waiting

I am waiting. I’m waiting.
Where the stars meet the sound I am waiting.
I am here at the gate and can stare
Down the lane where the blackberries bake on their vines.
I’ll be waiting
Until they are drowned in the darkness of trees.
I’ve been waiting since they
Could be plucked from the earth with one hand.
But the lane carved in chalk
Is the same
And the ruts in the dust
Are unchanged
And I know that the road
Can be seen and know when the stars fall
Somebody will walk to and beg me
To open the gate. And then what’s the pleasure
Of guarding if one lets
Just anyone in?

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Marozia Jones 18 May 2005

Ms. (Mr.?) Kaivo must be making some enemies, but I found his/her poems delightful.

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