Monday, January 25, 2010

NEW! Poem by Dawn Marie Knopf

Dawn Marie Knopf


Sits the city centre known as
Poor's House of Cactus the beacon

both the ladies & the queens said so

they met among the saguaros out
back in their purple robes against

the light from the amber & dead

hills beyond Manteca beyond
their season they declared we

are the purveyours of grande culture

we are the narwhals of grande culture
we are the turquoise on the Stetson

hatband of grande culture who

by our headlong battle to save
the sculptures from the Comstock

the flood shining with spun discs

of Pyrite but also the rarest & most
genuine in the California lode

no we would not hold out our hands

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