Monday, October 19, 2015


Science Film

These autumn colors leave
Me pining for black and white
Grammar school reel to reel
Science films snaking through
The rackety innards of Cold
War film projectors
Chalk motes swarming
In cones of gibbering light
Can-Do Voice-overs
Always a hiccup off
Read by radio men
Sporting pale miens
Pie plate headphones
Slick with Brylcreem
Perhaps a Scholastic short
Featuring two winsome
Child actors playing
The part of you and me
Little button noses
Wrinkled in something
Like stricken joy
At a baby bunny wide
Eyed and stock still
In an apple crate
Under an apple tree
Leaves school in binary
Shimmer on the summer
Breeze blowing through our film
Whether an introduction
To photosynthesis or
The metamorphosis of
Caterpillars hardly matters
To you beribboned in gingham
Or me flying flapping
Platinum hair
Whipping our faces
Sky a china white
Behind ivory billows
Framed forever
Dimpled and laughing
Milkweed exploding
From clumsy fingers like secrets
Shared in alabaster
Sign language. 

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