Friday, January 16, 2015

B.Z. Niditch- Three Poems


Beyond Dover's home harbor
you hear the morning call
of birdsong from a canary
reaching high
over the sound barrier
by reefs on the ocean,
a ship's noted passenger
hears the brief melody
and composes
a jazz sonata for oboe
in b flat major,
then attends its premiere
in Paris,
also listening on board
is a Boston poet 
writing his lyrical epic
based on that one note
theme in his word play,
an English artist washes
the canvas of modernism
after hearing
the air born winged singer
in the impalpable wind,
yet what of the canary
who escaped its cage.

IN SOHO, 2014

By the Savoy club
midnight corners me
too shy to speak of love
except in a foreign tongue
within my original shadow
and body in adolescence
wanting to wrestle
with words in the snow
here in Greenwich Village time
with a sensibility
which shivers in half light
bartering for warmth
here in the subway
out to Soho 
feeling detached
in the uncongenial absent air
collecting injustices
wanting to write
without any balance of sadness
but with sanguine recognition
sobered by a young memory
along the way.


Expecting Andy Warhol
to open his Factory
under the strobe lights
of film and painting
from long lines
of a runaway's curiosity
after riding my bicycle
with my cat's footprints
close to me
through Central Park
with the barometer
down to zero
in the limelight
birds scatter around me
taking out my notebook
on a bench
to write my diary
hearing a train whistle
in caravans of loneliness
inside its windows
amid the shivering trees
it is a passerby nightfall 
where no one recognizes me.

B.Z. NIDITCH is a poet, playwright, fiction writer and teacher.

His work is widely published in journals and magazines throughout the world, including: Columbia: A Magazine of Poetry and Art; The Literary Review; Denver Quarterly; Hawaii Review; Le Guepard (France); Kadmos (France); Prism International; Jejune (Czech Republic); Leopold Bloom (Budapest); Antioch Review; and Prairie Schooner, among others.

He lives in Brookline, Massachusetts.

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