I Think
I will write you a letter,
June day. Dear June Fifth,
you're all in green, so
many kinds and all one
green, tree shadows on
grass blades and grass
blade shadows. The air
fills up with motor
mower sound. The cat
walks up the drive
a dead baby rabbit
in her maw. The sun
is hot, the breeze
is cool. And suddenly
in all the green
the lilacs bloom,
massive and exquisite
in color and shape
and scent. The roses
are more full of
buds than ever. No
flowers. But soon.
June day, you have
your own perfection:
so green to say
goodbye to. Green,
stick around
a while.
— James Schuyler
Comments
I was so proud of your poem.
oops.
Bellenda
Posted by: auntb | June 5, 2003 05:05 PM
This has nothing to do with the poem. The little Spiderman animation, however, dances in time to "Pure Energy" by '80's synth-trasheteers Information Society. Julie, did you mean for that to happen? I wanna know what you're thinking. Tell me what's on your mind.
Posted by: Harold | June 7, 2003 03:44 PM
i tried to make him dance to "bela lugosi's dead," but no dice.
Posted by: julie | June 8, 2003 02:42 PM
Found you because Paul commented on a recent blog of mine. Hi Julie, I'm Julie too (two?)! Just had to! Who are you? Where does the dancing spiderman come from? Did you do that? Are you a graphical genius?
Posted by: another julie | June 9, 2003 01:59 PM
sorry - I wanted to add this to my other comment - the dancing spidey ref to Betty made me think of this Betty - www.bettyhoops.com - who we were mesmerized by at a Bonnie Raitt/Lyle Lovett concert in Saratoga last summer...
Posted by: another julie again | June 9, 2003 02:03 PM
hello, julie jr. i did not make the dancing spiderman, though i wish i had -- he's all over the internet now.
Posted by: julie | June 10, 2003 01:34 PM