Atlantic City Sunday Morning - Poem by Gregory Pardlo
Plow-piled snow shrouded
in shadow from the abbreviating sun, snow
frosted with the exhaust of tour buses. Pigeons shift in congress.
Sun glints windshields & chrome
like cotton blooms in the monitors. Surveillance here is catholic.
From cornices cameras oscillate like raven-heads
nestled along palisades. Cameras mind entrances,
the landscape from land's end to Baccarat Boulevard. I tend
the security station, notice briefly among these half-dozen screens,
a phantom looping through the busy breeze-way & out
of view. Unseasonable sparrows mating? Something
clutched like a gambler's fist, keening a halo from daylight
folded across the corridor like gift-wrap.
Little tumbleweed, if you are sparrows, you are bishops
of risk wrestling toward pain's bursaries. Jake and angel I believe
I could have conjured that woman now entering
the asphalt current to protect you. Mira! she might be saying. But
she'd be speaking to me. Waving her cashier's apron against traffic,
through the street like a banner out to where
her good deed is witnessed. Out to where I interpret her behavior
as censure. As if the pixels of light depicting the world she is framed in
were impastoed by me to the monitor's glass canvass (to
according to the obligation of my anonymous nobility),
what good could I do
to alter the facts of the world as it hustles around her?
do those birds stand to chance anyway?
Prevention is akin to greed. Say recovery
and a sermon salts the air. Consider the postcards here
on the counter beside me. They'll do no more than carry the
word of their
senders, speak pictures: Jersey's domed capital looks like a junkyard
of church bells, a reliquary of Sundays
wracked and laid to rest. Noble martyr, Trenton fears no law
of diminishing returns, says it "makes,
the world takes:' Another prays the next wet pebble
be the one that makes a beach. Paydirt. We should be so lucky.
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