For 365 days, starting April 26, we will hide an egg with a poem inside somewhere in the city of Merced, CA. This blog will track who finds the eggs and offer clues for those who seek.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Egg 6: Purple: Merced Dog Park
After 10:30 tonight, look in or around the Merced Dog Park for a purple egg. Let us know if you find it! Another collaborative poem by Jeremy Mumford & Dawn Trook. Next week, more lovely gems by Elizabeth McGunn-Tetangco.
Stopped by the dog park yesterday. Found a poem in the fountain, ready to be drunk.
Brother
Dirt sprinkled in hair, we buried him up to his neck in a hole we dug out over three days, holy excavations. We thought we'd escape the boring mundanity of our childhood, root all the way to Tasmania, hang with tte devils. Cow bones became remnants of the lost, ghosts tugging at his legs until he screamed, crawling his way back to dinner, fried chicken on the stove, the lonely mother waiting, welcoming us back to the awful, such a long way from teh island beaches we nearly reached. And when the dirt shakes off, the clothes cold and damp, there is no doubt, no Thomas holding the punctured palm; there is only Lazarus unfolded, partially wrapped, back from the dead into the light of the living.
Stopped by the dog park yesterday. Found a poem in the fountain, ready to be drunk.
ReplyDeleteBrother
Dirt sprinkled in hair, we buried him
up to his neck in a hole
we dug out over three days,
holy excavations. We thought
we'd escape the boring
mundanity of our childhood,
root all the way to Tasmania,
hang with tte devils. Cow bones
became remnants of the lost,
ghosts tugging at his legs until he screamed,
crawling his way back to dinner,
fried chicken on the stove,
the lonely mother waiting,
welcoming us back to the awful,
such a long way from teh island
beaches we nearly reached.
And when the dirt shakes off,
the clothes cold and damp,
there is no doubt, no Thomas holding
the punctured palm; there is only Lazarus unfolded, partially wrapped, back
from the dead into the light of the living.
by Jeremy Mumford and Dawn Trook.