The Sunday Poem: Anne L. MacNaughton. . . Mid East & Last Cricket

 

Mid East

 

A man finishes burying

his 4 year old son.

Women kneel

Pat new cool earth

lay on flowers.

 

He was

the only boy.

 

The man walks

back down the road

to the refugee camp

where another family

is waiting

for the shovel.

 

Anne MacNaughton

 

Last Cricket

fiddles loud from the bathtub
desperate for a mate.
It's late. He's moved indoors
along with fat spiders
scouting nests for millions of eggs,
a few slow flies.

Katydid however won't
come in, sings his death song
alone, small green eyes
to the wind.

Summer nights they were
insects in concert, this backyard chorus.
Verse after verse hung from the stars
           in four
                   six
                        eight
                                bars
                                of unison drill.
Scored by percussion of frogs,
marked with intermittent calls of the night bird,
still now before an autumn storm.

A sad finale -
applause in an empty hall
window wound shut against turquoise frame
latch fastened
             as one
                      by
                           one
the orchestra leaves the stage.

 

Anne MacNaughton

 

Anne L. MacNaughton is a writer and visual artist from northern New Mexico. She has been an adjunct professor of English at the University of New Mexico-Taos, director of the long-running Taos Poetry Circus, and a founding member of The Luminous Animal jazz-poetry ensemble. Her work has been published in numerous journals and in anthologies, including The Best Poetry of 1989 (Scribners), Robert Bly's The Rag and Bone Shop of the Heart (HarperCollins), and In Company: an Anthology of New Mexico Poets after 1960 (UNM Press).

This week we feature a couple short poems by Anne. The first poem, as powerful as it is, is short so I couldn't resist using another poem Anne sent, in startling contrast, from hideous anguish of war to local homey bit of peace . . . Photo is by Steve Fox.

For good information about Anne's work, and Peter Rabbit's, Lucid Performance, Taos Poetry Circus and the Poetry Bouts, verbal activities that are seminal to New Mexico's poetry worlds, see Lucid Performance.

Tell everyone interested about this Sunday poem and feel free to link to it in your correspondence, that would be fine. Submissions welcome. Send to theditchrider@gmail.com

Larry Goodell

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Comment by Margaret Randall on November 10, 2013 at 8:04am

The first poem breaks my heart, the second mends it... lovely selection. Thank you.

Comment by Johnny_Mango on November 10, 2013 at 10:32pm

Beautiful, poignant poems.  Well said Margaret.

Comment by Dee Cohen on November 11, 2013 at 5:29am

Very touching poems. Thank you

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