27 Dec Poets’ Corner: Goodtimes for New Year’s Day
Heavyweight (we mean that in the good sense) Green Party county commissioner, shroom afficionado, accomplished basketweaver, potato farmer– and poet extraordinaire (in 2011, he was named Western Slope Poet Laureate), let the Goodtimes roll. We are, of course, talking about none other than the force of nature known as Art Goodtimes, who weighs in now with a poem for the start of 2016. And please note: death can be death, an end to life as we know it or as in dreams, the beginning of something new.
Art Goodtimes
New Year’s Day
-for Steve
Walking in winter’s deep chill
Mesa skies socked in
The lightest drizzle of snow
Sunset’s luminous gray
gives way to the moon’s
numinous night mist
blazoned with electricity’s
stationary blue — Norwood’s
lightpole constellations
McRedeye sez
It’s not like nature’s
out there somewhere
It’s more like we’re all in
her slow-motion black hole
together
inexplicably but surely being
sucked in to the transformation
we call death
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