суббота, 18 октября 2008 г.

chris hoard







He was hanging the video stills:
eight frames too small and square
to get straight.� I offered advice
until he left in disgust without
telling me the story.

In the first frame, the piano
hangs above the horizon:
you can guess the rest,
except maybe for frames seven,
impact-- the piano should come apart here, but doesnapos;t--
and eight-- it seems to have skipped.

There is no frame nine,
no disappearance beneath
the blurry waves.� I guess
(I can only guess, since he didnapos;t say)
that its absence is chronicle enough
of that.� Perhaps I should have known
better than to kibbitz to a man
who needed-- what?
A cargo plane?
Helicopter?
Trebuchet?-- to
cast his heart into
the sea.


chris hoard, chris hoare, chris hoban run, chris hobbs.



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