Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEING AND BECOMING, by CLARENCE MAJOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The parking lot was | ||||||||
The parking lot was full of cars full of dead babies and thousands of court summonses. Then is now. I squat in the lot, looking at myself in the hubcaps' silver. Oh dear, beneath the bright artificial lights nothing is simple or clear. I see and see myself in the pigmented tinsel and the yellow chrome! -- and trust what I see. I felt sure of myself -- was able to approach my own alloy-plated identity! -- that great American wasteland! -- with some sense of chronic calm! And I stood up and cupped my eyes peering into the nearest car and after that I gazed at them all car by car till I understood that each infant death was my own. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SYNCOPATED CAKEWALK by CLARENCE MAJOR REVELATION AT CAP FERRAT by CLARENCE MAJOR SAND FLESH AND SKY by CLARENCE MAJOR A GUY I KNOW ON 47TH AND COTTAGE by CLARENCE MAJOR AGING TOGETHER by CLARENCE MAJOR AT THE ZOO IN SPAIN by CLARENCE MAJOR ATELIER CEZANNE by CLARENCE MAJOR BALLROOM DARK by CLARENCE MAJOR |
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