{"id":2923,"date":"2017-02-21T00:54:51","date_gmt":"2017-02-21T00:54:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2923"},"modified":"2017-02-23T16:45:28","modified_gmt":"2017-02-23T16:45:28","slug":"dane-karnick-winter-2017","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/dane-karnick-winter-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"Dane Karnick, Winter 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"
To The Campfire<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
My worries vaporize<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
In a campground pit<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Between your flames waltzing<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
My gaze over timber<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Through a masquerade<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Of smoldering faces<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
As embers hoist my focus<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
On ashes that float upward<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
While hot coals invite me<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
To slide down your banister<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Of smoke and dance with<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Each apparition<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Crazy as Cyclops<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Entangled among snakes<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
All chummy in a stupor<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
While they flicker between<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Alpha and Omega<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Snapping through cremation<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
Over Half a Century<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/span><\/div>\n
Handcrafted my body<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Like pottery chipped<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
In some places that<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Broke off during<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
A bygone era<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Deficient in<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Curricula<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
For this age of<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Graffiti on skin<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Piercing my readiness<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Between corpses<\/u><\/u><\/span><\/div>\n
Of recollection<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Directed by<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
An algorithm<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Which prorates mistakes<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Scribbled on postcards<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
That picture excuses for<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
People on street corners<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Scrolling their messages<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
While I walk past them<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Excavating remains<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n

Among the Bay of Pigs<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
I Want to Hold Your Hand<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Or Cassius Clay\u2019s new name<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Clinging to my mouth<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Like stale Wonder bread<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
From those decades tied<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Behind plastic wrap<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Still wanting a slice<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Of pertinence<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Microcosm<\/u><\/u><\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
After the painting by Carol Keene, 2015<\/strong><\/u><\/u><\/i><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
When dusk sips away light<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
The what ifs<\/i> appear between<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Daiquiri and bedtime<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Just supposing<\/i> begins<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Its review of the workday<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Spurting like lime juice<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Flanked by rum and syrup<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Conjecture swallows<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
What was said among friends<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Bitter hours squeeze<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Along the glass rim<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Of daytime fading home<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/u>\u00a0<\/u><\/div>\n
Fruit stuck at the bottom<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
Of nightfall prevents<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
The sandman from visiting<\/u><\/u><\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
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