{"id":1563,"date":"2012-04-13T21:13:10","date_gmt":"2012-04-13T21:13:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=1563"},"modified":"2012-04-14T17:28:05","modified_gmt":"2012-04-14T17:28:05","slug":"marc-swan-0412","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/marc-swan-0412\/","title":{"rendered":"Marc Swan, 04\/12"},"content":{"rendered":"

Defibrillation<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/strong>for Mike<\/em><\/p>\n

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Here I sit head in hand contemplating
\nthe lemon of despair;
\nmy eyes watery
\nand warm, hot actually,
\nmaybe it\u2019s
\nthe gas logs spewing currents
\nof heat around and around
\nmy feet.
\nI\u2019m not dead
\nyet but sometimes
\nwhen that lemon
\nappears I feel a jolt
\nthen a charge
\nthen the battery begins
\nits slow painful march once again.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Searchlight<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In the gloaming we search for detritus to remind
\nus how unconscious words can be when they mean
\nno more than the letters in which they are written.<\/p>\n

I think these thoughts. The tinny words like windmills
\nscattering reason here and there and here again.
\nTonight my friend on the phone said I should write<\/p>\n

a poem about meeting with my first wife last week;
\na chronicle of a space in time, an unprovoked
\nencounter that lead to nowhere in particular.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s been 37 years since we last shared a glass
\nof wine, talked, spent any time together and here
\nwe are, she and her husband, me and my wife<\/p>\n

sitting in a local bar drinking wine with me listening
\nto her tell the gathered four of all the adventures
\nwe had shared in that long ago time in LA. In the<\/p>\n

seventies when it all mattered so much more than
\nit ever would now. She knows names, places, events
\nthat haven\u2019t surfaced in my head in all these years.<\/p>\n

One voice, three pair of distracted eyes, the bill
\nis paid, we share e-mails and go our separate ways.
\nAll that remains is a long pan and a slow fade to black.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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