Wednesday, February 28, 2018

DAVID SHAPIRO ~








City Lights
2017




The Cherry-Blossom Proof


The Milky Way is shrinking,

So the cherry blossoms are growing

Larger. You send me longish letters.

Therefore, God exists.







In the Other Pocket Dust


Sisyphus had a bad back.

Why? Well, I get up in the morning

And my wife wants me to carry

A big blue bag of garbage

To my son now

Sleeping in a studio in N.Y. Five flights he will not carry.



Oh I say I'm not supposed to carry

More than five pounds of garbage



And she crosses the border with it



There was a dead body like little Pedro rolled down the

Hill by Bunuel and not the long kiss

Of L'age d'or but the dog and dog-dream

In Los Olivados. How do you abandon dirt?

The blue bag also rolls down by itself, full of Pedro



Something little Pedro always wanted to do

It's a cold day. Man is garbage.



Sisyphus has a bad back.







Dirty Pond



       What is music



    We wander through the park until we reach green dirty

ponds



    You buy earrings

You lean you hair over our son

and kiss him until he cries

More!




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David Shapiro
IN MEMORY OF AN ANGEL
City Lights Books







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