Ephram Pratt Encounters a Soft Pan Grass

Blue tonsil walkers
invading the suburbs,

delicatessen venders
wilting in the flower beds—

all such minor variations
strike him as French,

unsubstantiated by
an oral virus

slipping over the border
like a wizened rosemary.

Did it really carry
into the soft pan grass?

That which was
oscillating over the

elementary ancestors
of easily framed garrets,

bedded down in sight
of weeping cylinders

leaking fragrant juices
into the corridors

of downed 747’s,
ejecting sweet incense

into an open pit
of venison broth.

 

 

Jack Lorts

About Jack Lorts

Jack Lorts poems have appeared widely in little and literary magazines over the past 40+ years, including Arsenic Lobster, Fishtrap, High Desert Journal, Haggard & Halloo, etc. His most recent chapbooks are "Dear Gilbert Sorrentino & Other Poems" (Finishing Line) and "The Meeting Place of Words" (Pudding House). He is currently Mayor of Fossil, OR.
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