On A Crowded Bus

            after Ryzard Krynicki

A bus from El Paso

is nothing like a train

from Friedrichstraße station

with its memorial to the children

going east going west


A bus from El Paso 

to Los Angeles to Sacramento

is nothing like a trip 

through the desert

without water, without food


Listen

this is where the color goes

the landscape greening with spring rains

yellow mustard blooming

in the fields


On the oneway sign by the freeway

someone wrote One Tree

At the border the sign reads

There are good people here


To take, to carry, not to tarry

on the long bus ride 

away from the border 

the children don’t cry don’t wave


Before the Clean Up


Syzmborska wrote about the street cleaner and the glazier

but not the child whirling through the playground scattering

the carefully assembled block town another had created

leaving behind the sound of a shout and dust.

This was before the battle or was it after – was Bettelheim

the one who claimed children played out their witness?

A massacre, a war, is a creature of scale exploding

into its monstrous character with each shot, each bomb,

each break in a water line. Yet the flowing water

can’t wash away all the blood all the dust. A woman

is sitting in a safe room too furious and afraid to say

a word. She recognizes each variety of missile by sound.

Once she sang about birds, the way some women do,

when their children have walked out into this broken world.


The Lost Voice                      


In merging galaxies the light of one 

blocks another 

                        in so many love stories

                        someone plays the role of trailing spouse

                        which doesn’t mean hiking the Appalachian trail

                        or across the great divide

                        instead it means Gretel making the wrong decision

                        when asked to choose between bread crumbs and stones

Already the galactic halo of Andromeda

is touching that of the Milky Way

                        in the hesitant coming together

                        that belongs to most beginnings

                        before salt fat acid heat merge

                        into an ineffable flavor 

                        or the people in become a group reimagining books

                        or children or parents too fond of the liquor cabinet

Once when I mentioned Galaxiessomeone asked did you mean millions or billions?


On the Porch With Five Aunts Who Claim History

            after Philip Ordang, 99 Proofs


1) They lived through it, so they know more than you do.

2) History insists on her own narrative, so aunts are useful here. Uncles less so, because they seldom admit to roles on the sidelines.

3) Really, a graphic novel is the way to go when describing past times. Think Persepolis. Or Maus, or half a dozen other banned books. They provide feeling as well as the texture of a time.

4) Explaining history to children is a tricky proposition. At the Purim play when the puppet king sent soldiers after the Jews, my daughter screamed. There was no comforting her.

5) At the training, we were told History is a Jigsaw, therefore students are less bored when provided with literal jigsaw pieces to match up as they travel through the confines of the classroom.

6) Every axiom comes from a proposition, however rearranged the stories.

7) In the box of old pictures, we see this street from a perspective of 75 years ago. On my side of the block it doesn’t look that different but across the way there was no train station, no enormous parking lot.

8) Before attempting to discuss history, try not to get too nervous.

9) Not me, not my time.

10) In adolescence, silence used to sneak up on me. I’d sit in the room across the desk from the counselor unable to think of a thing to say.

11) There was one session with a long list of questions. After that a blank blue book.

12) Long ago I taught children to use a ruler and compass to draw daisies around their stories. The boy who had spent six months in jail, sitting beside the one who had spent nine years in private school. One showed me the compass and told me This is a weapon.

13) Masha proved 1 = 2 which at the time seemed amazing to me; now I know that is typical.

14)       If they are wrong it is genocide

            But it is not the case they are wrong

            Therefore it is not genocide

15) That is the reasoning of the book banners.

16) The further back you go, the more you are talking archeology, the less history. Recently the land bridge idea was disproven by dating footprints in sandstone that aligned with stories the first nations told.

17) My aunts told one version, my uncles another.

16) In those days love came after the arranged marriage, or so I’ve been told

17) For the interpreters of history, love is a side note; or somewhat further away than a footnote, though who wouldn’t buy a book titled The History of Love.

18) Give me space they say, after the start of an affair, or when the infant transforms into a schoolchild.

19) Those kind of people bend night to their desires.

20) When you define love, do you include the scent between baths, or the tang of salt?

21) Bob used to diagram love and everything else. I thought it was a bit shoddy the way he used a division sign that didn’t actually quotient up as they say. So I didn’t quote him.

22) You really can’t substitute one for the other, despite the fact I come from a family where, It is as easy to love a rich man as a poor man. My grandmother never did take her own advice, and spent her life working behind the counter, which was not all bad, given her affinity for the notions she sold..

23) Symmetry is one of the main things we go for in assigning beauty. And no one is terribly friendly to the man with one blue eye, and one brown eye. My love’s eyes are green, which I noticed when young, but it is hard to see now.

24) Groups are the starting point of symmetry. I had the aunts, and the uncles.

25) They had the history and the interruptions.

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Carol Dorf is a Zoeglossia fellow, and a Jewish Studio Project fellow whose books include “Theory-Headed Dragon.” Their writing appears on the Poetry Foundation website, and in the journals that include “Pleiades,” ”About Place,” “Cutthroat,” “The Reform Jewish Quarterly,” “Shofar,” “The Museum of Americana,” “Exposition Review,” “Unlikely Stories,” “The Journal of Humanistic Mathematics,” ”Scientific American,” and “Maintenant.” They are founding poetry editor of Talking Writing, and taught math in Berkeley USD.

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