Absence of Mermaids
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The poems are mainly narrative in form, and as such, depict human beings caught in the act of living. There should be recognizable moments where reader and writer can reflect on shared insights as well as lack of insight.
Steve De France
Steve De France is a widely published poet, playwright and essayist both in America and in Great Britain. His work has appeared in literary publications in America, England, Canada, France, Ireland, Wales, Scotland, India, Australia, and New Zealand. He has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize in Poetry in 2002, 2003 & 2006. Recently, his work has appeared in The Wallace Stevens Journal, The Mid-American Poetry Review, Ambit, Atlantic, Clean Sheets, Poetry Bay, The Yellow Medicine Review and The Sun. In England he won a Reader's Award in Orbis Magazine for his poem "Hawks". In the United States he won the Josh Samuels' Annual Poetry Competition (2003) for his poem "The Man Who Loved Mermaids". His play THE KILLER had its world premier at the GARAGE THEATER in Long Beach, California (Sept-October 2006). He has received the Distinguished Alumnus Award from Chapman University for his writing. Most recently his poem "Gregor's Wings" has been nominated for The Best of The Net by Poetic Diversity.
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Absence of Mermaids - Steve De France
Copyright © 2014 by Steve De France.
Library of Congress Control Number: 2014908688
ISBN: Hardcover 978-1-4990-1616-1
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
WHAT EVERY MAN WANTS
12 STEP PLAN
THE JOURNALS
CHRIST AT K-MART 2003
HEY DUDE
POST TRAUMATIC DISORDER
A FAN
PETA & PROFESSORS & PUSSYCATS
JIPS FRIED CRAWDADS ON A STICK GAS STATION & BAIT SHOP
DESTINY STUMBLES
BREAKING BONDS WITH BUDDHA
DANCING ON THE HEAD OF A PIN
THE WINTER OF OUR DISCONTENT
PAYBACK
THE NEIGHBOR
THE NEWS 2016
ABSENCE OF MERMAIDS
CATHEDRAL MALL
2016 A SPACE ODYSSEY
MILLION DOLLAR SMILE
PERSONALS
GETTING THROUGH THE NIGHT
RETROSPECTIVE: BRAIN ENTERS BACKWARDS
BRAVE NEW WORLD
DUNG BEETLE FOR BUKOWSKI
TIME OUT OF JOINT
A CIRCLE OF FRIENDS
LONELY IN THE FLORIDA BACKWOODS
MORNING PRAYER
JUST THE PERFECT LIGHT
BLOWING WIND
COMING HOME
SLEEPLESS, SWEATING AND DREAMING
MR. POETRY MAKES THE SHORT LIST
A LITTLE BACKGROUND MUSIC
NIGHT THOUGHTS
VOO DOO CHICKEN
DREAM OF A RIDICULOUS MAN
A COMPUTER NAMED XANADU
ANGELS ARE DYING IN LOS ANGELES
SPANDEX QUEEN
ROMANCE
POUNDING ON THE FRONT DOOR
FIDDLING AS CALIFORNIA BURNS
DEATH ENTERS MY BEDROOM WEARING ONLY A TIE PIN
ERSATZ HUMANITY
TOMORROW
***THE KILLER***
A C T II
ACT III
LIST OF PREVIOUS PUBLICATIONS
WHAT EVERY MAN WANTS
I want a woman who injects
Botox & wears riding breaches
& loves to mount horses bareback.
I need a woman with a butt tuck,
a chin stretch, and a tit lift.
I need a woman who hangs out
in spas & draws flowers on her toenails.
I need a woman who changes white leather pants
3 times a day & sprays herself with vaginal refresher.
I need a woman who loves fine dining.
One who dances the night away,
One who invests in world cruises…
One who has been married not more than 8 times.
One who is fiercely independent.
One who puts her make up on with a putty knife.
I need a woman who has memorized
reservation numbers for every chic restaurant
in Paris, Rome, Cairo, Berlin & London
I want a woman always in a frenzy
with going Green & saving the tit mouse.
Yes I want a woman who keeps her bags packed
ready to fly off at the first sign of boredom.
In Africa & she has pictures of pygmy’s gathered round
as she demonstrates cell-phone texting.
My woman needs a man always strong & very
tolerant & wonderfully patient, one who is empathetic,
not afraid to cry, in touch with his softer side, one who
honors his mother and one who is a really really good listener.
My woman wants a man who loves opera,
Long turgid symphonies, and adores the ballet.
My woman will mount me once a month,
for the obligatory cleaning out of my tubes.
My woman needs a man to cook & wash laundry & floors.
She needs a man who believes in total CHICKIFICATION.
As I fondle her plastic breasts, she grumbles & reminds me,
of how truly lucky… I really am.
12 STEP PLAN
Thin men in designer jeans,
fresh out of mental clinics,
rehab, or 12 step programs,
sit cross legged on the floor
talking about Alanon, Alcoholics Anonymous,
Hard Love, or about hardly any love at all.
She & her group are in & out
of therapy, a lot. Artistic types.
Each one intense, about everything.
The women refuse to shave anything.
They believe in pyramid power:
eat Sea Grass, Ginseng, Bee Pollen & wild Sea Kelp.
They sit together talking & talking
about Georgia O’ Keefe & Frieda Kahlo.
As I sit
thinking of the energy
it takes to go in and out
of clinics, workshops, support groups,
a woman of the ARTS
walks over & says:
I sing opera out my asshole.
What’s your repetoire?
I inquire.
"Mostly Wagner, but I do some Bizet.
Would you like my ass to perform?"
Her buttocks would send Rubens for oils.
David for marble & Persian poets could
achieve religious rhapsody.
If ancient Helen’s face launched a thousand sails,
this ass could force the evacuation
of the fishing fleet from San Pedro Harbor.
"Would you like to hear
The Ride of the Valkyries?"
I would.
Her face tightens to a fist,
something burbles and rumbles.
Suddenly, she farts:
spraying the thin young men
with a dewy-brown-patina
There’s scattered applause.
Ever seen talent like mine?
she asks.
I smile.
Walk over to her purse, open it,
pull out my pecker & start peeing.
It makes a noise like water
falling
into a hollow bucket.
I fill it up.
The applause was thunderous.
We never discussed ART again.
THE JOURNALS
Reading another poetry journal poem
is a like being told you have colon cancer.
Nothing could be less engaging.
Even mold and scum on sullied water
serves the purpose of purifying the whole.
But a poem smashed lifeless on a naked page
like a jay-walking paraplegic squished
by a cement truck on a mean L. A. street
is more than I can read.
Indeed,
the thought of being cast-away
on some Pacific Island with nothing
to read but some lame-shit-workshop-poetry,
is enough to make you willing
to fuck a hairless monkey
in hopes of getting
the Ebola virus or worse.
As I was mulling over this and
other oddities of the known world,
a drunken numbers teacher
from the college where I sometimes teach
knocked and pounded for admittance,
slouched into a chair, and announced
he had come to read his latest poem.
He said it was a little something for the Paris Review.
He began. Pop art Boomerang freak-out Crash!
Unless you could imagined how these words
would sound moving sideways in an elliptical
bowl of sky they made no sense at all.
I figured his chances for publication were good.
I stared out the window at my Japanese Garden.
It was the best and the worst of all possible times.
I believe I nodded off near the 30-minute mark.
It was somewhere near a cacophonous sea
that I tilted into a purple sleep.
In my dream