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Gary Blankenship

 

Song of Myself #5 - Mate

Song of Myself #6 - Duck-shooter

 

 

Song of Myself #5 - Mate

 

5.  The mate stands braced in the whaleboat, lance and harpoon are ready,

 

I contemplate the greats –

 

Moby who took Ahab’s leg

Monstro who swallowed Geppeto

Jonah’s

Orca

 

the humpbacks yet to be saved by the USS Enterprise

sperm who battled giant squids in the briny trench

narwhale

the last beached at San Clemente

 

and wonder if my harpoon is sharp enough

lance is honed enough

hawsers are strong enough

 

that I might join the legendary hunters

and defeated

rest

beneath

 

 

 

Song of Myself #6 - Duck-shooter

 

6.  The duck-shooter walks by silent and cautious stretches,

 

each window sparkles

with the latest ware

shipped straight from Chicago

for the Main Street stores

 

hip boots water lilies flannel suits unmentionables

ice cream maker recliner rugs crystal vase

camp stove flamingo lawn ornament sauce pan

 

harmonica zither mandolin

 

I puts down a fin for the harmonica

lays away zither and mandolin

with a sawbuck

 

raise my scattergun

empty the till of 17 greenbacks

duck in a barrel

 

they let me keep the mouthharp

 

 

 

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