Round 56
[JM wipes sweat from brow]
Yusef: "Sleet" by Alan Shapiro
Bob: "A roof is no guarantee" by Pat Rehm
Another lean vs. fat match-up:
Dad sang for someone to fly him to the moon,
to let him play among the stars, while mom
held the lighter up to another Marlboro (Shapiro)
A roof is no guarantee
that you'll sleep
The unease of premises
pins together the curtains
at night (Rehm)
Shapiro's poem is not bad in painting two interpolated scenes: a family driving together through a sleet storm (ca. 1950?), and a conversation about a family member getting cancer. The cultural stereotypes depress me, the old Buick with children fighting in the back. "A rage of wind and sleet" seems to me a lazy way of writing, a tired metaphor.
Rehm's poem reminds me of Rae Armantrout, in the best possible way. That sharp, aphoristic intelligence--
It's hard to believe
5 sparrows were sold for this
Another one for Bob. After 56:
16-30-9
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