A Mania for Mirages in which a Phrase Is an Ice Cream – Raymond Farr


My art life keeps eating
And calling me up at 3 am

To say “chocolate mint ice cream,
Chocolate sauce & almonds”

As though I had a mania
For phrases in which poetry
Is cocoa-flavored

The result is—
I am not reassured

I am taking my world view

Into the barber shop
And changing my outlook


At Filene’s Basement
I corner the imaginary poetry dog
“on the basement stair

& coming up”

The Russians keep him secretly engaged

All he desires is a thing he can love—
A fire to put out
An absence he feels deeply about

& more deeply
With every pared down line that he barks

I think he thinks it exultant labor

This explains inanimate objects


Raymond Farr lives in Ocala, FL. His poems appear both on line and in print in numerous publications. His 6th book ECSTATIC/.of facts was recently published by Otoliths Books. He is editor of Blue & Yellow Dog (http://blueyellowdog.weebly.com)