#MIDDLEBURY
My Most Recent Position Paper
Bob Hicok
A little bit of hammering
goes a long way toward making
the kind of noise I want my heart
to look up to – or have you ever
gone into a woods and applauded the light
that fights its way to the ground,
and the shadows, and the explosions
of feathers where blue jays
have been ripped into the bright
and hungry future of hawks –
and there’s this – writing an etude
by pushing pianos off a cliff
until one of them howls or whispers
just so – like a vagrant
slipping into a clean bed
or a man lifting a dying child
toward the sun and begging help,
rescue – if my eyes could speak,
they’d be mouths – the tongues
of my fingers ask to be words
against your skin – and when I
was a librarian, I lost my job
for exhorting patrons to sing
“Bye Bye Miss American Pie” –
it’s not what we do here, I was told –
yet I know this is a world
made by volcanoes, and don’t want
to keep this awareness of kaboom
to myself – so have picked up
my zither and begun walking
and strumming like an idiot
who thinks music is all
a body needs to feed itself –
and though I haven’t eaten
in years, I have been fed.
About this poem
“I wrote the first few lines and liked their optimism. The rest of the poem is just me seeing where those lines wanted to take me.” – Bob Hicok
About Bob Hicok
Bob Hicok is the author of “Sex & Love &” (Copper Canyon Press, 2016). He teaches at Purdue University.
The Academy of American Poets is a nonprofit, mission-driven organization, whose aim is to make poetry available to a wider audience. Email The Academy at poem-a-day@poets.org.
(c) 2016 Bob Hicok. Originally published in Poem-a-Day, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate.
