The Collected Poems of Barbara Guest. Barbara GuestЧитать онлайн книгу.
if the stairs are withdrawn
Turkey Villas
At night I sometimes see
those wooden villas
as if they were shacks
caught in an avalanche
and I crossing the Alps
Or
to make a shorter story
and relate in truth
to my life
as if it were San Francisco
1937
and a waterfront strike
the houses on the hills
were wooden and grey
tilted
Those ordinary houses
in which a few people
preserved the art
of pipe playing … A.D.
It is a vast smooth dream
this uncrippled Bosphorus
I don’t like to consider
what goes on at the bottom
or the galleons and risks
that plunged
as ever so often a canoe
It is a shade
a window shade also
one that can be drawn if the
curtain is working
like a vat of oil
Now to be a proper historian
of my dreams
I must relate
the sidereal action
Of a ship seen from
A Hotel Hilton balcony
Think of that
Balcon Hilton!
Enough of this dizziness
let us apply the oars
Not to freeze
in a mosaic
not to be fooled
by a Mosque
What an idea!
I am spinning with ideas
to the top of the Mosque
I am an ice cream cone
Muzzein
I am drenched
with Blue
Fevered with ideas
I heat them in my pocket
these beads of ideas
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