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'Lulu 2' copyright © Lucienne Dorrance 2003

1
  
I heard her complaint.
The pipes froze. The drain was frozen.
The car wouldn't start.

My hands are numb. My feet are numb.
My knees are knocking.
I had to go to logic class

Which always gives me the chills.
On the way,
my boyfriend gave me the cold shoulder.

 

2

I met Yehezquel in the parking lot
and he said to me, "There's no way,
Jose, how the Mayans factored it,
The End will be in June—
blow the month of July away."

He showed me his designs of diamond guitars.
There's one in Sagittarius and another
spiraling out of Taurus.

Time and space, there's no death, he said—
just a dark river.
You might call it main stream.

 

3

My boss barges in like a brontosaurus
and gives me thirty days notice.
Says he's going to get a divorce


Sell his house and horse,
buy a boat and go to sea
so he can be fancy free.

Then, Buck shows up
with a cow elk tied to a string of ponies,
and I hang the whole thing in the rafters.

This is a lot to process, let alone digest,
for one morning.

 

'Lulu 1' copyright © Lucienne Dorrance 2003


4

These three goddesses
determine fortune and mortal life.

At the Skyline Cafe, my dad and I
discuss beatnik ethics. It's 1959.

Hermes out of orbit, I fume
albeit I see a chance of traveling light.

The Fates warp their loom
to throw a weft of experience.

 

5

Orion chased them.
Sterope fell into a faint.

Vulcan set a net to catch
Venus in her embrace of Mars.

Sappho saw the seven sisters set.
She knew love makes a poet into a boar.

You say, "All's fair,"
and I, "Boars have wings."

 

6

Plow art
is never done,
and rest,

Rest is more
than time away from work,
more than that.

Hoe the row, queer the wheel.
Queerer still, the elf light—
candle of the warrior.

A memo:
include the weeping
and the hilarious colors.

 

'Lulu 3' copyright © Lucienne Dorrance 2003

7

I breathe—
how certain my love,

And in the window's fog
I trace your form.

In the meadow of midnight,
moonlight gleams through.

Lover, the living wears down,
but I find a luminous, stubborn joy.

 

8

"Fire is water falling upward,"
says sage Hereclitus.

An old man stutters when he talks.
A girl in pink flutters when she walks.

What is the limit she'll permit?

Fire is water
falling upward.

 

9

crazed. Running about
looking for poems, and
here they are
on the tip of my pen.

Love on the run
—stolen kisses—the spark
and the suffering.

Mixed emotions,
green and orange colors—
a tree of frozen fruit
in this winter's haze.

It's bargain night at the Raven,
but you're too tired for
Shakespeare In Love.

 

10

Another day—
still hot for you.

Another day—rain
and fresh earth—
still hot for you.

Another day—vines
laden with fruit—
still hot for you.

Another day—grass
burning in the sun—
still hot for you.

Another day—flowers
freeze, but my desire for you
remains.

'Lulu 4' copyright © Lucienne Dorrance 2003


All of the above poems are Copyright Richard Denner 2000-3 and images are Copyright Lucienne Dorrance 2003. They may not be copied or reproduced in part or in total without prior permission of the author or artist.


Richard Denner - is this the same Richard Denner who invented the clarinet? No, that was Johann Christoph Denner. Probably a relative. Known to sound off in a reedy fashion, he was raised in Berkeley and Oakland, California, but after the fairytale 60's, he lived many years in Alaska and Washington state. Proprietor of Fourwinds Bookstore and Cafe in Ellensburg, Washington, he turned this institution over to his son and then connected with Tara Manadala, a Tibetan Buddhist Retreat Center in Colorado, until he was called back to the Bay Area to care for his elderly parents. Now publishing chapbooks under dPress logo, he also has an idyllic job teaching poetry and collage at a Waldorf School within walking distance of his family home near Sebastopol, California.

Lucienne Dorrance is Richard's daughter. She is in her senior year, studying art and art history at Gonzaga University in Spokane, Washington. Her goal is to curate a small museum in Austria or Czechoslovakia.

E-mail Richard at: thedpress@hotmail.com

Visit Richard's website:
http://www.dpress.net

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