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Vanity Flare
Don’t get me wrong: I know
that knowledge is power,
that mystery’s water,
that hunger makes
a gargantuan
lover,
and yes, I’ve drunk
of the river Lethe,
from the breath of the Celts,
from the echo of
the bugling elk,
and yet,
alas,
here I be,
small and twee,
all liquored up
on song and love,
hard as rails
and light as air,
expecting the heavens
to throw down a flare,
to send in the clowns,
to burn a bush,
strike up the sea,
anything
that might mean
those cloudy bastards
have noticed me.
Source: Poetry (February 2009).
Biography
Wendy Videlock lives in Western Colorado. Her new book, The Dark Gnu, an illustrated book of poems, will be released from Able Muse Press in January, 2013.
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SUBJECT Religion, Faith & Doubt
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