Gladys Swan joins the circus and writes about it in her new poetry chapbook; a couple of Diane Frank singles are ready to spin; an original musical composition from the hosts of The Pocky Talky Music Mystery Show will make you scream; cool surf-drunk-punk vibes from The Lear Jets; and more on the next episode of Irving Toast, Poetry Ghost, Sunday, February 28th at 10:30 am, and Monday, March 1st at 1:30 pm.
Blue Chord
from baby to mother
from guitar to amp
running across white sheets
the present.
A pile of half-used books,
unread for now,
the baby full grown,
the earth sleeping,
beautiful music for two strings.
The man in the orange pajamas
prays for the world,
slips peacefully
beneath the river.
The television antenna
points to the clock:
11:15. The room is silent
as a box of nails.
Mahler has a reputation
on the album sleeve:
"Mahler is heavy" says
a season of snows.
A bell should ring, but
it doesn't. The thorned
petroleum tree scrapes
steadily against the house.
We pray for the remarkable
ending of suffering,
a bottle of scotch-- life
goes on-- the water
of life the Scotch called
it as the wind blew
on the moors.
--Albertino Alma Spaghetti