Pantoum Beginning with Lines from Ezra Pound and David Shapiro


Two small people, without dislike or suspicion:
Snow has fallen into the old bottle of eraser fluid
Like hotsauce on hotcakes,
Stale polemic on rye.

Snow has fallen into the old bottle of eraser fluid.
What good's a futile gesture is noone notices?
Stale polemic on rye,
Ambergris under the hood.

What good's a futile gesture if noone notices?
You might as well put
Ambergris under the hood
Of an artist's sketchbook,

You might as well put
An end to swooning umbrage!
Of an artist's sketchbook
Nothing remains but a dusting of flour.

An end to swooning umbrage:
A turntable spinning in the attic.
Nothing remains but a dusting of flour
On a white apron.

A turntable spinning in the attic;
Two small people, without dislike or suspicion,
On a white apron,
like hotsauce on hotcakes.