I went to a garden party

2016.6.6.garden party poetry.colleen and harvey

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Attending the Dawn

 

kephera

When did you first listen to the tale of Kephera?

In your grandam’s lap or at the feet of the goddess?

No life exists without the Scarab god Kephera.

Each day he rises from the dung heap of horizon

to ease the solar globe from the clutches of night.

 

My ancestors and I attend the daily ritual

for no dung heap exists in the galactic center

without the skill of earthworms.

We  are dawn’s assistants

to He Who Raises the Sun,

the Keeper of Cycles of Light and Dark.

It is I who attend the daily alignment of stars.

 

When you remember Kephera,

Remember me as one of service

to the greater good.

C.J. Prince

©2016

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A Kenning of Bones

 

 

 moon, bay, tree silhouette

She ken his foot-rhythm

but did not turn.

The opal of the night

would reveal him soon enough.

Before stars succumb to Kephera’s gift,

they will stand unwoven,

sink to silent moss.

Throats cannot contain ecstasy.

C.J. Prince

©2016

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The Cycle of A Sock, Part One

cast on in pink yarn

First we must make the needles

from a dowel, like the one that holds

my grandmother’s kitchen curtain.

Sand it very smooth.

Make a clay stopper for the end

and fire it in the oven.

 

You will know how to do all those things.

Now you have about size 10 needles,

A good practice size.

Of course we could digress to spinning

and plying and dying the yarn.

Instead, buy some mid weight yarn

you absolutely love.  You must love it

around the world and back.

You’ll be seeing it everyday for a while.

 

I have to show you how to cast on.

Of course there are simplier ways

but learn right the first time.

You’ll never regret it.  Make a loop,

See.  Good.  Slide the loop on one needle.

Now, we have to make a rabbit hole

with yarn in the other hand.

Let the needle chase the bunny.

 

Okay, I see this is too complicated.

Try this.  Give me those fiddlesticks.

I’ll sand them down so there are no splinters.

You watch how I hold the yarn.

You must check the die lot.

See that little number there

matches this second skein.

Good.  Now I cast on.

72 stitches on three needles.

We’ll discuss the concept of the heel

when we get there.  For now,

just knit.  See. In around, out and off.

Great job.  You’ll get it in no time.

You’re seven.  This is a good summer

project when your hands get fidgety

and you’re tired of adults jabbering.

I learned when I was four.

C.J. Prince

©2016

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Five Foot Two Eyes of Blue

-Rustic-Kitchen-Table 1950s

 

God damnit, man, you’re late for dinner.  Again.

Sit up straight and act like a young lady.

 

Okay.

 

What did you say?

 

Yes, sir.

 

What happened to my little girl

who was all smiles and did everything right?

 

She eases out of the wooden chair,

Walks to the backdoor, opens it,

steps out into lemon blossom air.

Turning slowly, she opens the back door again,

Calls out

 

Hi, Mom.  Hello, Father.  Sorry I’m late.

I got pregnant and just had an abortion.

 

It is Mama who opens her arms.

 

C.J. Prince

©2016

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Precision

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I didn’t know                                     Mama said

Lily of the valley                                Agapanthus

California lilac                                    Ceanothus

Golden Seal                                         Hydrastis

 

We didn’t just say “avocado”

but Hass, MacArthur and Fuerte.

Any questions?  Go to the dictionary.

C.J. Prince

©2016

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An Almanac of Forget Me Knots

 

city-street-alley-rain-night

 Everyday Bellingham rain

evolves into a dark onslaught,

bats down lilies of the valley,

smashes the koi pond like bullets.

 

She finds twenty dollars.

Graffiti  advice:  love.

Running now, high heels wobble on rutted

alley pavement.  She pauses, slips off shoes.

Leaning against a dumpster,

she finds a sparkling bracelet.

 

Numb, she turns to the stars and new moon.

Foreign languages buzz around her.

She runs the pain of others

to the bay

where Carla gives her kindness.

They hold hands

and stand on a billboard.

C.J. Prince

@2016

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