Songs Sacred and Profane - New and Selected Poems: Greenside up and Let It All Hang Out: Greenside up and Let It All Hang Out
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Laurence W. Thomas
After years of teaching English in Uganda, Costa Rica, Saudi Arabia, Michigan and Florida, Laurence W. Thomas returned to his native Michigan to concentrate on writing poetry and fiction and giving lectures--in Michigan and Arkansas. This fifth book follows one of humorous poems and sketches, and another done in collaboration with an artist who created collages to accompany the poems. Thomas' work is marked by his wry wit, sensitive observation, and employing a variety of styles and forms that is not experimental since all poetry is experimental.
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Songs Sacred and Profane - New and Selected Poems - Laurence W. Thomas
SONGS
SACRED AND
PROFANE
NEW AND SELECTED POEMS
GREENSIDE UP
&
LET IT ALL HANG OUT
Laurence W. Thomas
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Contents
GREENSIDE UP—
An Introduction
SPRING
SPRING
WAKING UP
MORNING
READING THE DAY
EARLY SPRING
BIRD FEEDER
MONDAY MORNING
WINTERKILL
HARBINGERS
EL SEMBRADOR
THE COMING OF SPRING
FEEDING THE SQUIRREL
VIOLETS
CROCUS
TEMPTING, ON THE EDGE OF SPRING
CROWS KNOW
TRIMMING THE HEDGE
A GOOD YEAR FOR TULIPS
SUMMER
SUMMER
TRANQUILITY
SERMON
COLORS
GARDENS
REFLECTION
SPRAYING POISON IVY
AT WORK
HAWKS
SMALL CATS
A WALK IN THE GARDEN
INJURED JAY
INNATE
GROUNDHOGS’ DAY
OPOSSUM
FROM THE GARDEN
ADVISORY
AFTER THE CRASH
THE CARDINALS
WAITING FOR THE MAIL
LOVE POEM
AUTUMN
AUTUMN
HOLDING TO SEASONS
INDIAN PIPES
AFTERNOON
TRANSACTION
THE LOVERS
THE RAKER
THE FALL
CANADA GEESE
THE SHORTENING OF DAYS
WINTER
WINTER
LULLABY
NIGHTFALL
EYES OF NIGHT
PATIO POEM
OVERNIGHT GUESTS
LUNAR PELVIC RAT SONG
THINGS THAT GO BUMP
SILENCE
ONLY THE EVERGREENS
SNOWMAN
GARDEN IN WINTER
POWER OUTAGE
THE COMING OF BLIZZARDS
THANKSGIVING
SNOWSTORM
A LIFE IN THE DAY—The Canonical Hours
LET IT ALL HANG OUT—
A Brief Word
THE ANNUNCIATION
BOOTING UP
MAKE MUCH OF MOMENTS
PRAYER IN PEACETIME
PYRAMID
BECOMING A FISH
THREE PICTURES OF MOTHER
TRAIN POEM
WERE IT NOT FOR DEATH
HOLIDAYS
PRESENT PARTICIPLES
GOING FOR THE CHINESE
PURGE
DO IT
THE UPS STRIKE
THEY MUST CONSPIRE
ABORTION
PAST PARTICIPLES
ON THE TRAIN TO ALEXANDRIA
JUST DESERT—A Ballad for Auden
SHOPPING AT THE PASS
TO C. K. WILLIAMS
AMIDE PERSONNE
LOSING SIGHT OF THE ACROPOLIS
OBITUARY
RUINS AT DIRIYAH*
FIVE BAGATELLES
INFINITIVES
CATASTROPHE
BEING DRIVEN TO HOSPITAL AFTER
AN OVERDOSE
TO GIVE THE LIE
WHAT CAN NEVER TOUCH ME
GERUNDS
TAUGHT BY EXAMPLE
EXCEPTIONS
BODY AND SOUL
GIVETH AND TAKETH
FIVE GHAZALS OF ACCOMMODATION
THE ONE FRUITCAKE MAKES THE
ROUNDS
I THINK OF BELLEVILLE
REMEMBERING
RELEARNING
HAPPINESS IS A BLACK JEWISH
LESBIAN HOOKER
CONDOMINIA
PORTRAIT AT AN INDETERMINATE
AGE
YOU ARE HERE
SONG CYCLE
PARTING
EPITHALAMIUM
THRENODY
FINAL VICTORY
SILLY
1.
INTIMATIONS OF IMMORTALITY
AFTER RAIN
A VISIT FROM ST. NICK
FOR THE UNGRATEFUL
IF YOU WERE TO DIE
BEFORE YOU HAD WRAPPED THE
CHRISTMAS PRESENTS
PROWLERS
AGING
AUTUMN
BURYING THE DEAD
A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE
EULOGY
GREENSIDE UP—
An Introduction
When my parents built the house where I now live, the street sign said Greenside Avenue which sounded too urban, so they began calling it Greenside Road. Indeed, they could remember when the street wasn’t paved and had no sewer connection. By the time I returned from teaching overseas and moved in, the area had undergone improvements, and Avenue might have been apt, but I began calling it Greenside Up, after the old joke about the laborers who were laying sod. The Post Office at one time sent me a list of the names they recognize in a feeble attempt to rectify my misnomer, but it was too late; I had been using Greenside Up for ten years by then and the name had stuck. Maybe that’s why the postal rates keep getting hiked.
The street is a quiet one, with trees meeting overhead like cathedral arches, a golf course across from our house, and more people jogging or walking their dogs and children than traffic. We bought the lot next door and allowed it to grow wild with new trees vying with older ones, thickets of raspberries and wild roses, and a tumult of weeds, of which I control only the burdock, nettles, and poison ivy. Not unrelated to this are the numbers of ground- hogs, raccoons, opossums, rabbits, squirrels, chipmunks, and of course, hundreds of birds who have overcome their natural reticence to visit my patio which I replenish daily with table scraps, seeds, and suet. They accept the proximity of man and my (strictly indoor) cat, their supposed enemies, in order to benefit from easy pickings. I, in turn, have the satisfaction of celebrating my one- ness with nature.
So many poems grew out of puttering around in the garden
during the growing season or looking out at it through the kitchen window where I often write, that I began to wonder if would ever write anything other than poems deriving from life on Greenside Up.
unconsciously, or at least unplanned, a strain that runs through much of my work—the unity of man and nature over- simplifies it—fell into focus as these poems evolved. They dwell more on harmony than on what happens when man challenges nature, and they become a personal credo supplanting whatever organized religions have tried to tempt me into through their inexplicable entanglements. The cycles of the seasons inform more convincingly, and are more dependable, than the inventions of theologians based on opinions and premises I have no way of verifying and which present unsubstantiated promises as fact. These are too easy to believe, impossible to prove, and become crutches assumed by those looking for convenient explanations. My prayer is not to move an ill-defined and abstract god to do my