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Filling Station

Post by Guest on Sat 14 Jun 2008, 1:46 pm

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Oh, but it is dirty!
--this little filling station,
oil-soaked, oil-permeated
to a disturbing, over-all
black translucency.
Be careful with that match!

Father wears a dirty,
oil-soaked monkey suit
that cuts him under the arms,
and several quick and saucy
and greasy sons assist him
(it's a family filling station),
all quite thoroughly dirty.

Do they live in the station?
It has a cement porch
behind the pumps, and on it
a set of crushed and grease-
impregnated wickerwork;
on the wicker sofa
a dirty dog, quite comfy.

Some comic books provide
the only note of color--
of certain color. They lie
upon a big dim doily
draping a taboret
(part of the set), beside
a big hirsute begonia.

Why the extraneous plant?
Why the taboret?
Why, oh why, the doily?
(Embroidered in daisy stitch
with marguerites, I think,
and heavy with gray crochet.)

Somebody embroidered the doily.
Somebody waters the plant,
or oils it, maybe. Somebody
arranges the rows of cans
so that they softly say:
ESSO--SO--SO--SO

to high-strung automobiles.
Somebody loves us all.

EB

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Re: Filling Station

Post by Guest on Sat 14 Jun 2008, 2:39 pm

So simply written and yet wonderful to read .This is another poet I am going to put on my list for more .
Bobby

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Re: Filling Station

Post by Guest on Sun 20 Jul 2008, 1:25 pm

Hey this has got a monkey suit in it and her dad was a monkey then? ...eh?, hold on till I get me notepad out and ....eh? ...yes ...yes ...right that's it Nessie off we go to the laboratory and mix up a poem for EB , he,he! "stupid name " :664: :4444: :447: :447: :447: :447:

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