Poetry Jim Brantingham — March 2, 2015 11:45 — 0 Comments
A Better Law of Gravity – Jim Brantingham
–taken from “A Member of the Weddingâ€
By Carson McCullers
Rain runs in rivers from the brim
Of a hopelessly soaked hat.
Water falls from his cardboard sign–
“Anything helps. God Bless.â€
That plea, copied on so many
Brown and ragged box ends,
Could be dripping down
Any wet leaf in any green forest.
“A better law of gravityâ€
Would not let this trace
Of a human, this shadow,
Fall so far from the grace
Of a warm, dry room.
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney