Thursday, April 09, 2009

The State of Indiana

People keep talking about April as though it's National Poetry Month or something. What's up with that? I know I'm supposed to be writing a poem a day but really I've been spending most of my time researching the state of Indiana during the late 19th century. But tonight I decided to cross a line I've always been hesitant to cross. I've tried to mix my chocolate with my peanut butter - my history with my poetry. In the name of National Poetry Month, not to mention the great state of Indiana, here is my poem.

The State of Indiana

What does Indiana have that I don't?
A pioneer period. Four Vice Presidents
And one President between the Civil War
And World War I. WWI. A Monogram?

Some pioneer I am. When I was a kid
I think I may have ended up in Indiana
Once. Or I might just have dreamed this
While spending a night in Arkansas.

What is the state of Indiana? Railroads
Led cow towns to the Ohio, then reached
Further. Collapsed. The weight of
Singer sewing machines. They call
Themselves Hoosiers? What the hell?

They call themselves home to Indiana.
Do you mind? They blush at sweetness;
I've been thinking this. I call myself
Off the case. I can understand collapse.

No. I give in too easily. I'll name the cat
Indiana. I believe you when you say
Some people drown cats. But I don't like it.
And this name doesn't really suit the cat.

Artoto, I don't think we're in Arkansas
Anymore. If this was ever a dream
It wasn't every boy's dream,
And it wasn't even all that interesting.

Emerson said, "These Hoosiers and Suckers
are really better than the snivelling opposition."
Know what he meant when he said it?
I don't. 1860 escapes me. I think

I smell wet cat. Therefore. There really
Isn't anything very funny about Arkansas.
Anymore than there's anything dreamlike
About Indiana. Just a big pain in the neck.

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American Letters and Commentary Issue 17 - "Hoo Ta Ta, Hoo Ta"

American Poetry Review July/August 2004 - "It sounds like a saxophone tugging across a field"

Black Warrior Review v30n2 - "Sidekick"

FENCE v6n2 - "Drinking with the Ventriloquist's Dummy" & "Parable of the Boy inside the Deer"

Hayden's Ferry Review #25 - "The Willow"

Hayden's Ferry Review #35 - "The Monkey's Skull: Where Do Good Newsmen Come From?" & "Made Easy"

Jubilat 7 - "But Emerson Says, 'The body is a metre. The eye appreciates finer differences than art can expose."

The Melic Review - "In Short, a Pleasant Day :: The Man Arrives, Hooray!" "The Same Words :: Order of Harpoons," & "A Bird’s Head Rolls Into Two Baskets :: Walkie-Talkie"

No Tell Motel - "Order of Harpoons :: Digitalia :: Dobre Vecher" 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Read my discussion of the poem here.

Northwest Review - "Clink" & "Bear-Caught"

Octopus 4 - "About the Author," "Four Star General" &
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Pleiades 24:2 - "Speech of Artificio, a Character in My New Play" & "Inc."

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Unpleasant Event Schedule - "He Called Her Forest (or was it Forest?)" & "The Brain Full of Bourbon (concerning the doctor and the simulation of Switzerland)"

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