In The Realm of Park 10:45 AM—Boulder, Colorado
1.
The sun comes true Tuesday
making residents saunter stroll & park happy
every day calculated in a good morning walk
a good walking mood
No one had heard of the napkins that tore blood from the thumbs
Naked thumbs pushing in eyes
A tricycle will lie turned on its side
2.
A flower-dress woman
appears in the park
carrying a chair & a basket
sets her place under a blue spruce
Two men w/muscles smelling the flower-
dress woman push-up as many times as they can
pectoral girdle pectoralis grass
The wind sneaks into the trees
A mind turns over the need to murder
a balloon goodbye in a child’s string hand
3.
The magpie domino tumbling from the sky
pulls off a landing on the rim of the trash bin
A mother her son his trike & gamble oak shade in the park
a tricycle child in the realm of park
Two women enabled by fabric make waves on the stage of grass
The tricycle child peddles circles
tide of fabric pulling him out
A strange one hums in domino light
jerks off his part of the day
half seeing mother half seeing child
The wind gives everything camouflage everything cover
4.
The two men w/muscles arranged disarranged in the park
ripple & chase a Frisbee away from their blanket
The starving one swoops in
slings back the flap of her fatigue bag
& tossing in a few bagels says I’m sorry
but I have to
The mother’s migraine originates in the wind
unfulfilled ifs in the book she’s drowsy
The flower-dress woman picks up & leaves the park
The two men w/ muscles
follow
5.
Upon waking the flight of her arms
The mother on the verge of knowing something
a gasp that split as after magpie tail
White beads from a breaking necklace hide in the two-story green blades
The wind blows away the hair of the child
Bits of wet sky fall into the lifeless hand
Small body found near plastic lid straw wrapper paper sack
The wind has left the trees
The magpie pulls at clumps of hair inside the bin
outside the bin for its nest
Is it its tail that makes the magpie fly so straightly
- Jami Macarty