A Reason

By Barbara Guest 1920–2006 Barbara Guest
That is why I am here
not among the ibises. Why
the permanent city parasol
covers even me.

             It was the rains
in the occult season. It was the snows
on the lower slopes. It was water
and cold in my mouth.

            A lack of shoes
on what appeared to be cobbles
which were still antique

           Well wild wild whatever
in wild more silent blue
 
           the vase grips the stems
petals fall    the chrysanthemum darkens

           Sometimes this mustard feeling
clutches me also. My sleep is reckoned
in straws

            Yet I wake up
and am followed into the street.

Barbara Guest, “A Reason” from Selected Poems (Los Angeles: Sun & Moon Press, 1995). Reprinted with the permission of the author.

Source: Selected Poems (Sun & Moon Press, 1995)

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Poet Barbara Guest 1920–2006

SCHOOL / PERIOD New York School

Subjects Social Commentaries, Cities & Urban Life, Life Choices