{"id":3022,"date":"2017-07-23T21:07:23","date_gmt":"2017-07-23T21:07:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=3022"},"modified":"2017-07-23T21:07:23","modified_gmt":"2017-07-23T21:07:23","slug":"paul-ilechko-summer-2017","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/paul-ilechko-summer-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"Paul Ilechko, Summer 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"

A Trip to Howth<\/strong><\/p>\n

Howth! Land of enchantment. Here,
\namid the stink of rotting fish heads,
\nat the heart of a snow-white tornado, we
\nencounter a chaotic swirl of murderous gulls,
\nswooping and diving to battle over
\nthe scraps left out by the drunken fishermen.
\nThe ladies in white lace lift up their arms
\nand curtsy, even as the birds peck out their eyes.<\/p>\n

The trawlers, dark and oily, sit silent,
\nheel to toe along the corroded dock.
\nIt’s peaceful under the lashing rain, beneath
\nthe heavy carnal sky. The birds have gone.
\nIt’s just me and the rain. And you.
\nCome on, you say, let’s walk.
\nOn deck, the fishermen exchange glances,
\nsmoking hashish in their Egyptian pipes.<\/p>\n

We rematerialize, mysteriously,
\nupon a hill, amongst the blackened ruins
\nof a forgotten church. Water runs down our necks
\nwhile we solemnly exchange daisy chains
\nand pledge allegiance to the gray and the green.
\nA crucifix dangles from a gravestone,
\nthe only part of the picture still in focus
\nas we blur into the sodden muddy Irish mist.<\/p>\n

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Infinity of Lettuce<\/strong><\/p>\n

Take a leaf, any leaf, from any random
\nhead of lettuce. Examine it under the
\nmicroscope. You\u2019ll find that it looks remarkably
\nlike a landscape. Arc and twist as you soar
\ndown valleys and over hills, following the
\nphysiography of the green and pleasant
\ncountryside, soft and pliable under clouds.<\/p>\n

As you zoom in, you might find a track, a
\nstony way of the kind that you would expect
\nto have been carved into the hillside by shepherds
\nand their flocks over generations. Follow it
\ndown into the valley, and there you could find a
\nsmall farm. This farm grows crops, and look, in
\na field you find lettuces growing. Pick one.<\/p>\n

Examine this lettuce under a microscope, You
\nfind, once again, that it looks just like the
\nlandscape you saw before. Worlds within worlds,
\nrepetition ad infinitum. And yet, and yet \u2026 you
\ncould have picked any other leaf, from any other
\nplant, in any other field in the world, and you would
\nnever have discovered this mysterious microcosm.<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Paul Ilechko was born in England but has lived much of his life in the USA. He currently lives in Lambertville, NJ with his girlfriend and a cat. Paul has had poetry published and\/or accepted recently by Third Wednesday, Dash Magazine, Gloom Cupboard, MockingHeart Review<\/em> and Slag Review<\/em>, among others.<\/p>\n

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