Steep Sigh

night table
Walt Whitman’s ready nearby
Walt Whitman’s ready nearby
tucked among authors
I keep on my night stand
for the waking of my
night eye

You can see him in a drawing
I did years ago
still stacked while others
cycled in & out of this small
proximate collection
like many million moments
that have blindly come and
slid by

Yesterday I found a poem
which said well some things
I’ve thought as days have
gone by;
…….;…from Whitman
of the subject he so expertly
unravels and so surely
pins and spins and

And I should mention
tears since this morning
without reason I
………………….had a sudden sob-fest
returning from the dump
after dropping off our rubbish in
my weekly, sloughing,

It might have been the singer
in the dashboard or
the adolescent female sadly
postured, walking,
plying the left shoulder as I
whizzed by
………………(a shade of my granddaughter?
or—                    who knows what existential lever
I’d leaned upon too deeply in a
steep sigh?

by Jim Culleny, 7/26/09

Night Table; drawing by Jim Culleny, 1997


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s