The Castle

Somewhere

Somewhere remote

somewhere bespoke

for those

who practice civility

a castle you can row out to

a stronghold

of equanimity

no messy emotions

no urge to outdo

a castle with a billy goat

nestled in a sea

of robin egg blue.

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Where Celebrities Grew Up

Reading an article by David Remnick,

editor of ‘The New Yorker’

since 1998

I discovered

he was born in Paterson, New Jersey

the same place as Philip Roth,

the novelist whose biography Remnick was profiling,

as was Ginsberg,

the man who wrote “Howl’

that poem that still echoes down the decades.

the same place too

as William Carlos Williams,

the man who wrote ‘the red wheelbarrow’

and wait for it,

Lou Costello,

the comedic partner of Bud Abbot

whose films split our sides

in the fun house of the fifties;

what do they have in the water of Paterson, New Jersey,

that so many famous people

grew up there;

it must be quite a place

So Where Are You?

So where are you?

In a galaxy far far away.

No. Where are you really?

Tralfamadore.

Isn’t that where …?

Yes, where Billy Pilgrim went.

That time traveller from ‘Slaughterhouse Five’?

Yes, he went there on his days off.

His days off? From where?

Reality. Reality bites, you know.

But what if you never came back?

Like Hugh Conway in ‘Lost Horizons’?  Dorothy in Oz ?

Yes.

And Peter Pan in Neverland.?

Exactly.

Would it really matter? You’d be where you want to be. Would you even want to go back?

Have you a favourite fantasy place ? Which fantasy world would you live in if you could? What if you couldn’t come back?

I Do Laps

I go to the pool to work things out

to sort through the stuff of life

& where I have stuffed up.

Sure I do laps

but in between I walk up and down

in the non-swimming area

in a sort of meditative trance

but to day is hard:

Dave’s banging on beside me

about his aural canal

how it’s twisted

a bit like me, he chuckles

and how he can’t get the right fit

of ear plug

and there’s an altercation at the shallow end

when a large woman storms up the steps

and her partner in a fit of frustration

throws his purple noodles in the air

& the supervisor storms in, brandishing his biceps

belligerent with tatts

and there’s another altercation

& then the partner storms up the steps

to the repetitive strains of ‘bullshit, bullshit, bullshit’

& Dave’s still going on about these

special ear plugs you can get made for $150

& all I want is a chance to sort things out

but today’s not the day for it

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the Red Wheelbarrow & Frankenstein

It’s the little things I love

Like watching

 ‘Paterson’, the movie

About the bus driver

Who wrote his little epiphanies in his note book

like William Carlos Williams

the doctor who wrote

the red wheelbarrow

And finding out

That’s where Lou Costello grew up,

Paterson, New Jersey

There’s even a park named after him,

Lou Costello the chubby comedian who played alongside Bud Abbot,

The straight guy.

I used to watch those guys in the funhouse

Of the fifties,

Frolicking with Frankenstein and The Wolf man.

But it was Lou Costello

I loved

The funny little fat guy

And that’s where he came from,

Paterson, New Jersey.