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The Drummer in the Band (I)

(C) Text and Images 2015 by Metta Anderson All Rights Reserved

The following six poems and five photos form a small book that I put together recently. It’s an experiment for me because I’ve only thought about doing this but was afraid to try.

The book itself is handmade–accordian pleat spine holding the front and back covers (Fabriano 600 gr). The poems inside are typed on cream-colored Kimberly because computers require the installation of a very expensive program (Adobe’s “In Design” or similar) before allowing poets to create a layout that fits the work. The photos are digitally printed from my negatives only because I do not have money to buy the chemicals to make my own prints. I hope to remedy this in the future.

Because of economic limitations, I’m publishing the book in sections–two poems and a photo today; more next week. I’m following the book’s layout so, by the time it’s complete, it will be in reverse order. Sorry about that. But feel free to re-arrange the order when everything’s published.

 

UNTITLED

hóla
percussive prince

I see you
hear you
feel you
again

All those bongos
and congas
and animal hide tambores
talking at once
talking
to me
about you

You
talking to
me
again

And me
seeing
you
again
in black and white
in Juan Valdez
some night
drinking tinto
¿espresso?
smoking
watching

And me
watching you
through a viewfinder
like before

And you
know it
play to it
love it

While the camera
and I
love you back
in black and white
forever.

(C) 17 september 2013

osc008(C) 1993 by Metta Anderson

 

COCAINE Z

Ludwigs and Marlboros
and I'm gone.
Druggies and junkies
know grass and coke and horse
and the pleasures derived
thereof.

With me
it's you
and the unknown pleasures
thereof.

One whiff
one snort
one look
at your hands
     on the drums
or
wrapped
     on the sticks
and I'm gone

And I'm so supercharged
     high
I'm not here
     anymore
And I don't want to be
     either.

I'm lost in you
     Cocaine Z
And I want to stay
     that way.

24 September 1994

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