I lost myself in the moment and found myself for a lifetime

Contrapuntal Occurrence: October

Lbelans 2018

 

Fugue

An old man throws down on a city trashcan.

He might be playing Monk. In the rearview mirror maybe

           Wagner.

 

Orange candy corn pylons line the street near Costco. On the car radio

Blanchard’s Choices; Cornell West riffs on the short time

we’re here, how we prepare for death, and

              Beethoven.

 

             In an autumnal week, three friends died. They were younger than I am. All of them

             Incandescent all

                       their walking days.    

 

Carl Sagan said We ourselves are built of star stuff.

 

Exposition

Emerald green balloons tumble down Broad Street. They seem to be

in a hurry. In hindsight maybe

            lost.

 

            The mother of my elementary school crush was gunned down

            at the Tree of Life synagogue whlle

                     praying. 

           

A constellation glints off the window sill prism; a gift

from a quicksilver husband now

cosmic dust.

 

Episode

Stars scatter across the ceiling, spilling

down the wall, dissolving in a 

             downbeat.

 

Gustav Mahler said - The symphony should be like the world; it must

embrace everything.