Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROUND MIDNIGHT, by CLARENCE MAJOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: You know my [trouble] story | ||||||||
You know my story. They want to make me liable to punishment for this picture. So my spirit is closed. I'm a delicate engraving outlined with semitones, curled at the edges, nearly worthless, in mysterious trouble. I walk the beach at Scheveningen. Drink myself blind in The Hague. Piss in the bushes at Etten. I redate all my efforts. Reconsider a cluster of old houses nearby, but not the church behind it. You know why. Midnight is round. Asleep, we go around in it. So what if I fail at the total -- the whole? Judith Te Parari couldn't care less. She swings low in her sweetness around midnight as the diggers dig the fields stacking mud against gold panels. When I come to trial you will hear in my defense, weavers and rug makers, potters, old men leaning on sticks -- people I trust -- tree cutters, tree growers, folks born in the month of March. In Harlem or Stuttgart you can make anything work -- jazz with hard light against the Rhine; even a tiny red boat tossed this and that way along the tired face of night's season. You know the story. I am held captive by winter light at Nuenen next to an ox, hooked to a cart, hopeless in its sincere effort to go on and on. Judith holds the end of the winter thread, pushes it through the needle, then through my lip and through midnight and sews me and it together. My spirit rises. I drink nectar from her Nefertiti moon. It's midnight, exactly and I hear -- what piano keys? -- not from Rick's. It's the sounds of water at the Gennep Mill, turning, and I am a monk, waiting, holding a gift -- a token of reprieve placed in my hand by my defenders who also wait now on benches harder than mine. 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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