{"id":503,"date":"2009-10-03T07:03:51","date_gmt":"2009-10-03T12:03:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?p=503"},"modified":"2009-10-03T07:03:51","modified_gmt":"2009-10-03T12:03:51","slug":"joseph-hargrave","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/2009\/10\/joseph-hargrave\/","title":{"rendered":"Joseph Hargrave"},"content":{"rendered":"

Joseph Hargrave: South Street<\/em><\/p>\n

South Street<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

I’m putting that girl over there
\ninto a poem: that tree, that dog,
\nand its piss–all into a poem.<\/p>\n

For a moment I thought I had wings,
\nbut was just walking fast; and
\nas this morning unfurls I feel
\nglory of sun and fabulousness
\nof air on skin without wondering
\nhow anyone else perceives them.<\/p>\n

I have no past and must have sprung
\nfull grown from my mother’s head onto this street.<\/p>\n

I am the fish in that pet store’s window.
\nI am the window, store, bicycle,
\nand rider going past.<\/p>\n

I say “Hello” to a shop clerk sweeping the sidewalk
\nand realize I’ve invented language.
\n“Hello” he says and I’ve discovered conversation;
\nand I am so pleased with language
\nthat I do what I’ve wanted to do all day
\nand write a poem.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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