Pearson / Poetry

(pretending I am not breaking my hiatus)

Have been so susceptible to vicariously rendered sentiments recently. Poetry depresses and uplifts me in turn, as do ridiculously cheesy love songs on the radio. Lately it has been a murky spell of wrongfootedness, partly inspired by a fantastic opera, Vanessa, I went to Tuesday night, which was written by Samuel Barber (en anglais!), that was tragic and gorgeous and also one of the most frustrating, depressing things I remember seeing in a long time.

So I was glad to receive this poem in my inbox:

In a Beautiful Country
by Kevin Prufer

A good way to fall in love
is to turn off the headlights
and drive very fast down dark roads.

Another way to fall in love
is to say they are only mints
and swallow them with a strong drink.

Then it is autumn in the body.
Your hands are cold.
Then it is winter and we are still at war.

The gold-haired girl is singing into your ear
about how we live in a beautiful country.
Snow sifts from the clouds

into your drink. It doesn’t matter about the war.
A good way to fall in love
is to close up the garage and turn the engine on,

then down you’ll fall through lovely mists
as a body might fall early one morning
from a high window into love. Love,

the broken glass. Love, the scissors
and the water basin. A good way to fall
is with a rope to catch you.

A good way is with something to drink
to help you march forward.
The gold-haired girl says, Don’t worry

about the armies, says, We live in a time
full of love.
You’re thinking about this too much.
Slow down. Nothing bad will happen.

Yesterday my work : failure ratio was 6.5:3, I think, which is pretty impressive but only accomplished because I gave myself had a free afternoon.

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