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July 22, 2019 Poetry

Three Poems

Lucas Shepherd

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My Favorite Hat

not the other                     way around.
rules for one                     brief moment,
the world is                       subject to our
ture, probably                   a rabbit, and
dad anymore.                   I’m some crea-
my favorite                       hat I am not
to my child.                      When I wear
  them on my head. The pants belong
    with an elastic waistband. I wear
    My favorite hat is a pair of pants

 

 

Blue Hawaii Hat 

My other favorite
hat is blue. I bought
it in Hawaii two weeks
before basic training.
When I wear my blue
Hawaii hat I think of

younger me walking through
a village on the beach, barefoot,
shirtless, eating octopus for the
first time. My wife says she likes
the way I look when I wear
my blue Hawaii hat.
It must be a magic hat. It
must change me somehow.

 

 

Rust is a Color, the Tech Sergeant Told Me

when                I                    brought           two               rust                 y

 

-ass                  flood             lights               to                 the                   cor

 

ro                      sion              hang                ar.               “Cor                ro                                   

 

sion                   hap              pens               when             you                don’t

 

pow                   er                 wash              your              e                    quip

 

ment                 prop              er                   ly,”                 he                  said,

 

as                     if                   I                      a                    lone               were                        

 

cul                    pa                 ble                  for                  the                 whole

 

ox                     i                    da                   tion                pro                cess.                        

 

Hei                   deg               ger                  claimed           our               ver                       

 

y                      ex                   ist                  ence               is                  debt,                        

 

which               then               cat                  a                    lyz                 es                        

 

feel                  ings                of                   guilt.               What             ex

 

ists,                 I                       won              dered,             to                  fight

 

the                  met                  a                   phor                 i                    cal

 

i                       ron                  ox                 ide                   that                cor                       

 

rodes               the                  im                 age                 of                  Self?

 

 

image: Mélanie Desriaux


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