Monday, June 15, 2020

Ponca City Poem

Centuries later I'd learn
that Ponca refers to a subgroup
of Sioux and their language.

At the time, the car had broken
down in tornado heat,
vomiting oil. On our way

to OKC, we found a mechanic--
a biker with seasoned tattoos
who lit cigarettes with a blowtorch.

His wife ran the place. She was
stylish, wry, and composed
among the invoices, racket,

and grease. We weren't the first
to wonder how she and the sinewed
man came to meet and marry.

None of our business, her smile
assured us, before we could ask
out loud. I'd bet anything,

except the car, they were happy
in Ponca City, which repaired our means
of transport and gave us an anomaly

to ponder down the years. 

The Universe Has On Its Traveling Shoes

They say the universe expands
at about 48 miles/72 kilometers
per second. What's the rush?

The universe never pulls over
to stay in a motel for the night.
It doesn't need a map or GPS

because it's everything, so it
knows where everything is.
It doesn't know where it's

going because it's perpetually
at the end of a road that never
ends, but the universe is going

in the correct direction because
there is no other direction.
When traveling, the universe

never packs light. (It is
light.) It always takes everything
with it, as indeed we often wish to do.



hans ostrom 2020




Narrow Present

No, you can't close the future
to make repairs. The past
is always open but people
tend to bring back the wrong
things from it. I find the present
to be very narrow, choked
as it is with ignorance and hatred.
Maybe now it will get the airing
out it has forever needed.


hans ostrom

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

"Four Letter Word," by James A. Emanuel

A 20-second music/poetry video of James Emanuel's "Four Letter Word." As far as I know, Mr. Emanuel conceived of this form--the "jazz haiku." His collected poems: Whole Grain: Collected Poems  (Lotus Press 1991) is available on amazon.com and elsewhere.

Link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QP2eM6xsygU

Monday, June 8, 2020

"Emmett Till," poem by James Emanuel

This poem crushes me. A recording/video. James Emanuel (1921-1913) was a fine poet who wrote, among other things, jazz haiku. He was also a scholar and professor who taught in the U.S. and abroad. He also wrote a book about Langston Hughes. I wish I had met him.

link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TcPm3zTMVYo

"Let America Be America Again," Langston Hughes

A video/reading (from quite a while ago) of one of Langston Hughes's many protest poems, this one with a hopeful spirit: "Let America Be America Again":

link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78EKb0znCTI&t=162s