—Ishmael Reed
tonite, thriller was
about an old woman, so vain she
surrounded herself with
many mirrors
it got so bad that finally she
mirrors
one day the villagers broke
into a mirror
each tenant who bought the house
after that, lost a loved one to
the old woman in the mirror:
first a little girl
then a young woman
then the young woman's husband
the hunger of this poem is legendary
back off from this poem
nobody can hear you can they?
this poem has had you up to here
belch
this poem aint got no manners
you cant call out from this poem
relax now & go with this poem
move & roll on to this poem
this poem is the reader & the
statistic: the US bureau of missing persons re-
ports that in 1968 over 100,000 people
disappeared leaving no solid clues
nor trace only
a space in the lives of their friends
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Two readings in our area today: Sac. Poetry Center presents Anara Guard and Lois Ann Abraham for Prose in the Afternoon, 25th & R Sts., Sac., 4-5:30pm. And Poetry of the Sierra Foothills features Sally Ashton, Wren Tuatha plus open mic at Caffé Santoro in Diamond Springs, 1-3pm. Scroll down to the blue column (under the green column at the right) for info about these and other upcoming poetry events in our area—and note that more may be added at the last minute.
For more about Ishmael Reed, go to his website at ishmaelreed.org, including his bio at ishmaelreed.org/drupal/node/1/.
For a comprehensive list of “Poems on Poems” by Ted Nellen, see www.tnellen.com/cybereng/poetry/.
—Medusa, wandering around inside of the poem ~
clicking on them once, then clicking on the x
in the top right corner to come back to Medusa.