Donald Revell
Made Mention

Fringe and halo
An hour is it
Or is it
All the ones
Come out of a black pail of smoldering branches?

Fringe and halo
The now forgotten
Cartoon elephants
And Utrillos show
More vividly than all
The best and rough-hewn I remember.

Love breathes deeply of the wood smoke.
Here is a rough-hewn table.
Here is a happiness with nothing underneath.
Love and another grope their way
Beneath the smoke along the drunken wall.

A roseate landscape glows in the quiet kitchen.
Take, dear one, into the keeping of your color,
These branches that were green an hour ago.

 

[Evanesce a car an oriole]

Evanesce a car an oriole
My life this very hour
Looses the words
Given wheels given wings
Given I won’t be there
Although I lifted them once
Atop a wall to see the colors
And they told me what the colors mean

Green for green valley and red for happiness
The rest are secrets save for oriole
Which is a color in the afterlife

We say there is a bird on the branch singing
The branch itself is singing

Not even a breeze and yet the flowers tremble