Ricky Garni — The Monarch Review
Harps & Angels – Ricky Garni
Thursday, October 20, 2011 13:28 — 0 Comments
Harpo Marx had a hat. Harpo Marx had a wig. The wig was attached to the hat. You could tap the hat and it would collapse. The hair on the wig was blond and curly. You could put the hat and the wig on a stand and you would almost have Harpo Marx. Everyone knows Harpo Marx from his hat and his wig. Some people didn’t know it was a wig. You could laugh when you see the hat, because you would think of all the funny things that Harpo Marx did in a hat with a wig. By now, […]
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
