Issue 17, April 1998
Cheri Amey - Three Poems
Diversion
If I
divert
my attention
if
I
move away from
what's bothering
sticking my skin
like a sliver of
steel
if I
am impaled
why
would I not
want something
else
some
romantic diversion
a piano concerto
some new way of dancing
to
bold
music?
Rhyth m
Listening to
muse ic
loud bass
the car
win dow
rolled up tight to
keep the
sound in
side
leo kottke
karen
pernick
james taylor the
road wide my
hands
curving over
the rim of the steering
wheel
filtered sun
light
thin clouds my
anxiety
re duced
to rhyth m.
Eating at McDonald's
my usual
hotcakes, no sausage
milk
a medium coke with extra
ice
this is a newly built restaurant
decor suitable to the
surrounding area
upscale subdivisions
a town center
freeway-close
fields stretch out on all sides
here and there a scar
earth cut pushed piled ready
for construction to begin
see a hawk
something long
dangling from its beak
hawk soars high
releases the rattlesnake
drops it fast
to a rock below
& then
swoops
down
picks up the snake &
returns skyward
patiently repeating
breakfast
prep
a
ration.
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