[New-Poetry] Berman
Suzanne Baran
screwzbaran at gmail.com
Mon Dec 4 13:57:10 EST 2006
THANK YOU FOR POSTING A BERMAN POEM! He is one of the contemporary great
singer/songwriters/poets of our time.
On 12/3/06, David Graham <grahamd at ripon.edu> wrote:
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> This is a test, since I haven't seen any posts in many days. But here's a
> poem for your trouble. . . . David Berman's book has been engaging me much
> lately.
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> *The Double Bell of Heat*
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> Midway down Walnut Street
> a yellow sign says Slow Deaf Child,
> with the silhouette of a running boy
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> painted over the bent and dented surface.
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> Just the post, rusted to black,
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> gives the story away.
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> The child must have grown up
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> and left the neighborhood a long time ago.
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> And now there's this sign.
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> You can imagine his parents going
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> to the city clerk's office.
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> The paperwork is strange and complex,
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> languishing in office out‑bins,
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> drifting through council meetings.
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> One spring morning the boy sees two city workers
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> get out of a truck and set the bright sign
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> in the patch of grass between the sidewalk and street.
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> He watches it out the window, knowing what it is,
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> watching it gather the world around it
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> like a mountain in the Bible.
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> Cars heed the sign, many drivers scanning to the left
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> and right hoping to catch sight of the deaf boy playing.
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> Some drivers imagine hitting him and slow down even more.
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> They play out the scene, what they would say,
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> how their lives would change.
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> And the years pass, even for the little deaf boy.
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> He gets married, has kids.
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> Maybe moves to a village in New England
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> with stone walls and candle makers.
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> You can imagine him returning to the old neighborhood.
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> Driving down on a fall afternoon into the quiet center of things,
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> gently braking before this old streetsign.
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> He would do that, he would come back.
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> As if it had been written twice.
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> --David Berman. *Actual Air.** *Open City Books, 1999.
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> David Graham
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> grahamd at ripon.edu
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> Home Page:
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> *http://www.ripon.edu/faculty/GrahamD/index.html*
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> Poetry Library:
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> *http://www.ripon.edu/faculty/GrahamD/poetrylib.html*
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"It is the gravity of what we do not express that
smothers the beauty our hearts disguise, our first great breaths, our
unknown perfections, the summons of our most brazen blood, and the tolling
of our truest tears." -- J. Ryan Stradal
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