Monday, April 18, 2016

Sonnet Written On The Way to Hear Ron Padgett Read Translations of Apollinaire

Sonnet Written On The Way to Hear
Ron Padgett Read Translations of Apollinaire


The glass willow weeps light in the 7
stop where I walk in the footsteps of an
angel - so called - the pull of which I pull
back, an embrace, thank god, the pen full,
the phone is off. The cadence is two-step,
and a line ten steps, five heart beats, makes up
one long breath, the time it takes for a thought,
or sometimes the thought enjambs double that
until a dozen lines lined up become
a new idea and then you have a poem.
Shakespeare could think in pentameter,
heartbeats for iambs, and it's why for
Wallace wrote verse while walking to work.
The body draws the poem, moving in an arc.