William B. Deutscher Poems

"It's a damned shame that he died all alone, "
You say with ambivalent sympathy
At one point during the course of the day,
Now funereal with the death of a man
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Wherever it may go, this is the thing
That slips away as soon as it appears,
Desired above all else but
Not for the taking, not now or ever,
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Cryptic, these discrete fragments of wordage
Mulled at the kitchen table during lunch
Or late in the evening prior to sleep;
Good for the brain some physicians might say,
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Afternoon gray off the Golden Gate Bridge
Clears away now to a lingering blue
With expansive day soaked in bright sunlight;
Tourists ride through wealthy Marin County
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Summer's evening storm
Darkens my window
With the close pressure
Of humid air
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Jump the gun
In your own good time
Listen to the sound
Of your gray morning wind chimes
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Forgotten,
Your lost metaphors
Try to knock
Down the walls
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Warbled jumping solo birds,
The sleepy and the dawn,
Budding spray of allergens,
The waking cry of the folded-out season
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I'm in no great hurry still to see it all the way
And you my dooryard beauty run from me on a rainy day

I have no small trouble now or so it is I think
And you my lilac lovely catch the big policeman's wink
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Spent fireworks, dribbling in the dark sky,
Sharp lines and specks of light melting, fading,
Washing away with a faint cracking sound
While the accommodating audience
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