Off Lows, Weakness Remains: Meditation #3
In the PartyStore/PierOne/Target/Kohls parking lot
find a desert willow among the shopping carts,
walk around it sunwise repeating:
I am the avant-garde, I am the avant-garde, I am the avant-garde
DIY, DIY, DIY
Imagine a chart of median family incomes as big as the parking lot—
use it to determine where to abandon your car.
I default, I default, I default
Your mind is a blood blister rising on your thumb, a ladybug.
Among these shopping carts, you fortress. Among plastic bags you affirm:
Lo! the light from desert trees does not speak in numbers, costs us nothing.
Here, as in a butterfly garden, everyone crawls before flight.
Copyright © 2013 by Susan Briante. Used with permission of the author.
Susan Briante is the author of three books of poetry including, most recently, The Market Wonders (Ahsahta Press, 2016).
Date Published: 2013-01-16
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/lows-weakness-remains-meditation-3