Kiplingesque; Our Workshop at 3 a.m.; Some Laundered Zephyrs
Kiplingesgue at the Bunda Street Traffic Light
’Ee up ears thisside, ’ee the uvver.
You’d wreck on ’ow they shared a muvver.
Their faeces ’ad bin on the teev,
both pee-etched ease, would Jew believe?
Oy arsed ’em when they last ’ad Eden …
For they wuss limb,
more ’aired than trim,
but took some care where uvvers wooden.
Oy slipped a grand. “Uav agooden.”
Alan Gould
Our Workshop at 3 a.m.
Soft rumble and soft axle-squeals
mean Annie’s turning earthenware—
my darling with her once black curls
now leans to art with steely hair,
who in our thirty years has made
three gardens for three houses where
the mind can follow pathways laid
like the intaglios of her hair,
and at each turn find star or urn,
the deft extensions of her hands
where blooms will sprawl in unconcern
from work along dark’s borderlands.
Some Laundered Zephyrs
Blue as lagoon, light as elsewhere,
my darling’s summer blouses
show the insouciance of air.
Her skirts sway lightly in their ruses
of zebra white and black,
while mowers raise among the houses
their cut-grass aphrodisiac.
My darling is not anyone.
Right now she tramps some hillside track
with our small dog and lofty son,
while here her finery
shifts half-embodied, half-undone
in pastoral scenery.
On blood-warm nights of summer moons
my darling’s blouses
show blue like vertical lagoons
among these hillside houses.
Alan Gould
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