Danse Macabre XXIX

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Peter J. Grieco

 At the Musarium

 


[13401 – 13500]

In economics, middle-class cupidity butchers
smoothness. Agile connoisseurs advertise.
Ahmed’s godmother howls loyally & the rest
chide at the abortive propagation, thrashing
Aphrodite.  The leafless misguided sleet
& the buff but inhospitable postscript
co-operate to refute the mystified
librarian & insinuate uprising.  Bonfire
in the Balkans, Tibet aglow, the tipsy lyrics
of Riley—that renegade from Chichester:
wasteful, incipient, unconnected.  Eddies waver. 
Loam boils. Sharks graze the aquatic mead
posterior to the toilette stench of pesos.
Through prickly soot, the wavy wove,
insurmountable beneath the yew.


[14601 – 14700]

By their superlative reappearance
the husbandman & the viscount sweeten
the grouping, while Ariel Vat & the mendicant
let rip.  One tsp of unaltered condensation
braces the terminus.  Woodlands transgress
the palisades of technology like a plucky
sorcerer with his sickle to dissuade—
theoretically—the blizzard inside
this doughty fresco.  They allege a
jumble to the coxcomb & the spaniel,
to the turnip, to the sawdust, to the goldsmith,
detecting the torpid luster of a loser.  Aw, Marcel,
you blockhead!  Junk your statuary
for a more reputable stupefaction.


[13901 – 14000]

On the bus to Babel, Günter was stringent,
cruising a blur, accommodating at bedtime,
but despondent:  manna, wreckage, rib fracture—
What platonic atheist wharves his nickel
so figuratively? Xerxes glimmered Ceres
in her vestry.  Alf & Ste Arcadia lurk
khaki & penitentiary.  Is this permissible?
Indiscriminate exhilaration? Ailing ventilation?
Vitals & valuables, though voluble,
impair hallucination. Aborigines mayn't
spindle here! Even the gayest outpost
adept at avoidance piques invective, 
wicker, & the drip-drip of media.  O
decrepit Hebrides, unmindful & lewd,
exhort again your lax Germanic phalanx
past the gauntlet of precocious asceticism,
tightening  its cudgel, smashing, gushing, palatable!


[15001 - 15100]

Spectacular Siena, you conditioned me,
absent-minded vortex, like the phenomenal
cactus in Deuteronomy after
a thunderstorm.  This mediocre clod
of egoism, overworked & simplified, you
uplift, airing this vessel’s godless viper
of misconception. What quaking rift or
isthmus unattended, what annex garrulous
& rueful, revise unconditional this jester,
this clandestine genie, this Vedic comedian
gleefully abolishing their suffocation?
Yet you perplex O Siren as you loot
among the ruffle & breakdown, tiring
your several beaux, like Zola on the dole.


[18001 – 18100]

“Nevermore,” adverted as cranks outwit
a UFO then recline near Loch Mir.
They carouse until gibberish accomplishes
the gracefulness of Urania.  Allegation after
allegation, the brandy sop inquisitor
who exalts 666 & the senile whaler
converge, weeding alfalfa.  Zechariah,
why fem? The quartet near Flagstaff
scald the auditorium, ranking ovation.
If yeomanry prune their demesne
grafting Brescia to Korea in a vise
wainscot us?  Awe-inspiring touchstone,
incautious paunch, wampum torpedoes,
alphabetical malediction, cadaverous
puss. Why balk?  Whisk me an omelet
of this witless pertinacious tang.

 
Peter J. Grieco writes: I’m a Ph.D. graduate of SUNY Buffalo (1993).  I wrote my dissertation on working-class poetry.  I have taught at Bilkent University in Ankara, Turkey, and at Hankuk University in Seoul, Korea, and now teach at Buffalo State College in Buffalo, NY, my native city.

My poems have appeared during the past year in
Poetry Revolt, Timber Creek Review, Beatnik Cowboy, Black Robert Journal, Fifteen Project, Confrontation, HazMat, Blue Collar Review, Cause and Effect, Epicenter, Spilzz, Blood Lotus, The Buffalo News, and elsewhere.

Most recently,
Confrontation Magazine has nominated my poem “White Out” for this year’s Pushcart Awards.
 
Danse Macabre welcomes Peter's poetry to our pages.