HIGH NOON by Noel Black

In these new poems from the author of Uselysses, the code of the west gets the rewrite it so sorely needed, but probably never wanted. The streets are deserted except for the rodeo clown driving by in a beat-up Honda Civic singing "Do not forsake me oh my darling," and all you can do is sing along.

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Drama in the Safeway Check-Out Line

As if one could discuss the
deconstruction
of clouds
& score any points
with the rank & file...

Watching TV with the sound off seems like a
good idea right now

DIVERSIONARY TACTICS
(A Lexicon of the Homeric Dialect?)

Seashell
Torch aloe
Pipe wrench

& a tangle of nasturtiums
cascading over the seawall

"I would have died there if I knew where I was"
The irrevocable left unspoken as contrast

Shall we dance?