East Hollywood

This reading was recorded by Alessandro Mistrorigo at Opificio dei Sensi (www.opificiodeisensi.it), in Verona, Italy, on the 27th of September, 2013.

This reading was recorded by Alessandro Mistrorigo for Phonodia in Venice, Italy, on the 10th of October, 2013.

East Hollywood

the wind blew down
from the Hollywood Hills
as if it didn't know
the glory of film-making
or the tragic eyes of those
who never made it
despite having tried

it was a vanity to be there
amid geranium lives
trying to ignore the heat
and to survive on six packs
over long evenings
that curved
among broken sidewalks

we'd race to the liquor store
for cigars, we'd stumble
onto the streets at four a.m.
singing songs we knew
from childhood, is from
the Depression, mine from
the Fifties, they coaxed us
forward like pioneers

the territories we found
sheltered waitresses
and out of luck roofers
sitting in pre-dawn cafés
over coffee and cream

revolutionary leaders
and spiritual masters
crowed the counters
ordering bacon and eggs
jostling for attention
from movie stars
who never came

we spoke of immense desire
our arms gesticulated the grand sweep
of armies flooding
ordinary life until the sun rose
like an angel at the casting door
hoping, this time, for the call

from Leaning Against Time (Penn Valley, CA: R. L. Crow, 2004).

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