artwork: william marr
CHICAGO
by William Marr
1
dozing
off
in
the virgin forest
beneath
the feet
of
Picasso’s strange animal
when
suddenly a long yell
TIM
--- BER ---
awakens
me
I
raise my head
and
in the sunlight that leaks through
I
see the skyscrapers
all
slanting towards me
2
winter
day
even
steel trembles
so
do teeth
red
lights burn in turns
at
each icy corner
the
eyes don’t
warm
on
two feet
with
two hands
pulling
down a hat
and
tightening the scalp
you
greet the wind
~ first published in Autumn Window ( Arbor Hill Press)
