Art Music Poetry #90

Opus 1707, Kicevo, Macedonia, 2010

Opus 1707, Kicevo, Macedonia, 2010

Eagle Pond Farm

October in New Hampshire means colored leaves for kicking.

Donald kicks a few heading into town for cheese.

He notices that the antique dealer, once again, announced

The coming of winter by changing his sign.  It now reads:

“Driveways Plowed, Reasonable Rates.”  The type of

De-evolution Donald appreciates.

Standard time ensures contrast, as autumn’s last bonfire

Sends a leaf-shaped spark into the air.

A simple way of life is free to walk around without inspection:

So Donald does.  He checks out of Najur’s General Store

With Gouda and N.Y. Sharp Cheddar tucked away.

He climbs up the knoll then down the driveway to the farm.

He kicks a pinecone to the safety of the woods.

He exhales steam that quickly disappears.

He can almost see ice forming on the pond.

Donald in this poem refers to Donald Hall.

Eagle Pond Farm

This Poem originally appeared in the 1984 Spring Edition of Mangrove Review, out of the University of Florida.

 

 

Eagle Pond Farm

 

October in New Hampshire means colored leaves for kicking.
Donald kicks a few heading into town for cheese.
He notices that the antique dealer, once again, announced
The coming of winter by changing his sign. It now reads:
“Driveways Plowed, Reasonable Rates.” The type of
De-evolution Donald appreciates.

Standard time ensures contrast, as autumn’s last bonfire
Sends a leaf-shaped spark into the air.
A simple way of life is free to walk around without inspection:
So Donald does. He checks out of Najur’s General Store
With Gouda and N.Y. Sharp Cheddar tucked away.
He climbs up the knoll then down the driveway to the farm.
He kicks a pinecone to the safety of the woods.
He exhales steam that quickly disappears.
He can almost see ice forming on the pond.

Great Expectations

Great Expectations

Great expectations – great?
But what when the obvious happens?
A predictable animal grasps you
And throws you to the ground.

Thoughts of how nice it would be if . . .
Then they vanish like a dream when you wake up.

A floating reality teases your mind,
It is there but it may never reach you.

 

 

 

Note: This is the first poem I published. It was written in 1970 (I was 12) and I switched one word: “animal” was originally “fate.”  I switched the word in 1975 at age 17 at the request of Donald Hall, who had been kind enough to tell me my poems were too abstract. His snail mail red lines over the years are what kept me writing. What a Godsend, as writing, regardless of outcomes, is an important contribution to human understanding.

 

 

 

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 1971. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

Eagle Pond Farm

Eagle Pond Farm

October in New Hampshire means colored leaves for kicking.
Donald kicks a few heading into town for cheese.
He notices that the antique dealer, once again, announced
The coming of winter by changing his sign. It now reads:
“Driveways Plowed, Reasonable Rates.” The type of
De-evolution Donald appreciates.

Standard time ensures contrast, as autumn’s last bonfire
Sends a leaf-shaped spark into the air.
A simple way of life is free to walk around without inspection:
So Donald does. He checks out of Najur’s General Store
With Gouda and N.Y. Sharp Cheddar tucked away.
He climbs up the knoll then down the driveway to the farm.
He kicks a pine cone to the safety of the woods.
He exhales steam that quickly disappears.
He can almost see ice forming on the pond.

 

 

Copyright 1984, Doug Stuber. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.