- Remembered Scenes
Autumn
The summer people have taken Their suvs down numbered highways, Leaving the sea to clutch
At shorefront footage And their boarded cottages While inland, on back roads
Past the pulped-out woodlots, winter People in their tired unpainted houses On the untilled farms
Stare through sagging window-frames At cluttered yards surrounded By broken kiddie-cars, old tires, clam creels,
Or divine the promise of their future From frayed configurations in the entrails Of aged automobiles.
Disturbers of the Peace
Well, where would they be Without peace? As for those with broken-
Rhythmed poems, how wring Subtleties From jabs of tongue and stutter [End Page 50]
Against remembered hymn or hum? But Reality, in our time, demands . . . all
right then, let a mirror’s Cracks compose in jagged Reflected glints the real
Spectrum From our refractory illusion, The singleness of light.
Why They Are Not All Alike
In Mexico she’d found a carpenter Who so pleased her with his painted chair
She, on impulse, asked he make three more, Identical, a charming set of four.
She came to pick them up. She hadn’t dickered To reduce the price, but now surmised
She might get four for only thrice the sticker For the first one. But how then surprised
She was to learn, for four, that the expense Was as for five! Now how did that make sense?
He replied he’d have to charge her more —Repeating what he’s made would be a bore,
And, as for creating new designs, prevents His carving painted chairs not seen before. [End Page 51]
Daniel Hoffman’s fourteenth book of poems, Next to Last Words, will be published by the lsu Press in April to celebrate his ninetieth birthday.