Ten Short Poems Organized Around the Last Names of Vancouver Canuck Goaltenders, #2: Auld

we have come for light, wholly
–the Breeders, “New Year”

farewell to the metonymous west
with its dust bowl dawn
of the metonymous dead

farewell to the worn women of the dawn
the dark men of the moor
the pale children of the corn

farewell to the muse of the English-only
farewell to the rogue of the shock TV

we are the shirtless thugs
of Karnataka
weekend warriors
of al-Mahalla al-Kabra
merry martyrs
of the Nafusa

we are the memory
of the unforgotten

we are hip
like history

© 2011 by H. Wechsler

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