The Festival of Convictions
5781 not moved to ceremony but moved
by the ground rejecting this nonsense windows etc.
this very hill’s lack of integrity and possibly imminent dying upon
earlier: court politics hofjude apples and honey
apples and honey what’s not lost is paradise wrote clifton
but what’s privatized is hell I thought before I remembered
that poem or the nearness of the year days ago
walking the dirt track that encircled the golf course that will soon
inherit the earth but returning literally
to the ground tonight and all my temporary
neighbors on their little landings in the revival’s curve did you
did you feel that? a glass of water missing
their mouth’s complex screwing I drop my keys three times
before a successful turn well did you?
The Festival of Talent
I sliced a zucchini and cried.
What is the most boring thing
you can say? I think about apologizing then sauté
a zucchini in oil and leftover
chili flakes from the stupid
Thai restaurant with the stupid trendy wines I think
are good actually I don’t care I’m easily swayed
by the concept the grape that’s got my name
though Fredrich Zweigelt architect of Austrian
natural viticulture was also a fervent Nazi an early adapter, even.
A winemaker I know in Mexico City told me once, “they also invented freeways what
do you want me to do about it.” It turned out I accidentally
bought the nonfat yogurt and said aloud, “You sad bitch
how could you have done this?”