Poem of the Day
Yellow Striped Pajamas
By Shamsher Bahadur Singh
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
Check yellow. It must be kept for the center
of flowers and
other intense moments, not
His eyes dart through a physical-asset
inventory; he asks, was I wondering,
as he gestures to the contents of his cart,
The sun flung out at the foot of the tree
A perfect shadow on snow: we found that we
Were suddenly walking through this replica,
Men kissing, men kissing men in a movie,
women kissing, kissing women in the next,
then men kissing women, then women, men,
Of course,all day long it’s Gilgamesh wants
this, Gilgamesh wants that, and we scatter
through the city, beating ploughshares into
Consider
the ink-charged brush
on Wang Wei’s scroll, how the stroke that will mean tree
panels doors niches garlands keystones
gargoyles columns cornices turrets trees
chimneys palimpsests lamp posts lace gates
Miranda de la Rosa sang the blues
in crystal ball gowns
held his trophies high because
I have held the man in my mouth
all day, trying to find a place
to bury him, dig him up later.
The plant etched on the wall sits in its pot
as calm as anything—
as any thing not