Poetry Jason Braun — May 20, 2013 13:07 — 0 Comments
Two Poems – Jason Braun
Frozen Assets
– After Diego Rivera
In New York even the corpses
sparkle and whisper the mantra:
greatest city, greatest city.
The cranes don’t run on time,
cops and bankers strike
the protesters and some
retreat to martinis in skyscraper
bars and others, like the sad sack
flatfoot, stutter, grunt, and tip back
a flask on a crowded platform.
Electric Power
– After Diego Rivera
Under the eclipse of Wall Street
once invisible men arc the welding
rods into god-blinding
light. Behold all the skyline
flashed in white-out as a transformer
blinked twice then phoenixed.
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
