Thursday, March 25, 2010

812. CHARMING BRACELET

CHARMING BRACELET
It wears its life like a charm -
with jewels and stars and metal cut-outs
dangling hard. They move in the light,
and they move not only when you do.
Democritus said : 'Nothing exists except
atoms and empty space.' And then Browning said:
'As for Venice and her people, merely born to
bloom and drop, here on Earth they bore their
fruitage, mirth and folly were the crop.' And, lastly,
opposed to the very idea of a future, Nabokov called it:
'the obsolete in reverse.' And so, what we are left with
is a fancy prose nibbling at Harvard heels and Princeton
pudenda. Thus, here I am - Oh laboratory one, charmed
bracelet, dimestore library clerk, scientist without disdain
but deeming space to be all the same, walking circus man,
dog bath, coffee girl sipping in the morning rotunda,
wanderer lantern of Love, I know you. And (by the way)
leave it always to a prisoner for a fancy prose style -
somewhere where big words may mean wisdom and grace.
(Come save this race).

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