Never Ever!!

Never Ever!!

Edouard Manet, A Bar at the Folies-Bergère. 1882

There are blue fields to love
And red oceans
     Of course
Plus black rain on May Day

But it’s always been
     At least for me
The sheer genius of flannel clouds
That knocks me for a push-pull

Or two or seven loops

Like a child’s long shout out
To our morning goddess
After they’ve had their swim
Their cereal their prize-winning song

After they’ve frozen their dreams
     For the image-zoos
          The butterbread-museums
The psychic kaleidoscopes of yore

And I know what you’re thinking
That all this is passé
So old-melted hat
So rolled-up thunder-eyed

Yes yes this is true
This is just a was once removed

But I ask you sweet madam
Isn’t this was a better land
A better plated sojourn
Than our pubs can serve last week?

Aren’t the old skies more lovely
Than geo-propped dust-ups
Above us last noon
Last midnight?

I’ll take the old ways
Ten out of eight or six rolls
I’ll take the heretic blossoms
Home on Tuesdays at Five

Nunca Jamas!!

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