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Miriam Sagan

                 

Florida: the Waterbird

[painting] detail from 'Secret Course'
Detail from "Secret Course"
Florida is
New Jersey's
Lost paradise
Garden with an alligator.
Something with teeth--
Eve's pearly whites
Punctured apple flesh,
Look what we have--
Strip mall, pesticide, a rude
Customer undertipping the waitress.
Florida is
Where New Jersey goes
Not after death, but before--
Runaways, failed dope dealers,
Old Ukrainian Jews
Who want to die by the sea
But inexplicably live on.
Art deco moon,
Arabian palm.

I have to say
It bothered me
The large hand-painted sign
By the Everglades
Proclaiming: Robert is here.
My first husband Robert
Has been dead for five years
But I stop anyway
Just in case I've been mistaken.
But I don't find him among papayas, coconuts
Carved in crabbed, ugly, shrunken heads
Or a good price on conch shells
Or something green and shriveled
By the cash register
Claiming to be chocolate pudding fruit
You can eat with a spoon when ripe.

He wasn't there, although of course
In life he might have been a greengrocer who liked the subtropics
Who as a kid ran from Jersey to Fort Lauderdale
Lived in a tent pitched
In an otherwise furnitureless apartment
With a half dozen others.
His "job" was to pick the girls up
At the strip joint
Walk them home
Across the dangerous parking lot.
Then he ran further, to Key West
Lived on the beach with sleeping bag and lobster fork,
There, at the absolute
Boundary between pastel and continent
Lived like a pelican
On cast off sport fish,
Turned seventeen,
Wondered what would happen next.

The water hyacinth
Also is not native here
Though beautiful, will strangle,
Clog the propeller, delay the boat's
Departure through alleyed estuary.
There's little difference here
From fresh to salt,
Sky or earth, a brackish
Puddle that gives birth.
Like a lotus from muddy water--
Roots in slime,
Pure white blossom,
In the sullied stream, white egret
On legs' delicate stalk
This image of perfection,
This image of regret.



Copyright © 2002 Miriam Sagan.

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