Walking Uphill at Noon: Poems
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Walking Uphill at Noon showcases Yenser’s mastery of prosody and love of play. Including free verse as well as established and newly invented forms, Yenser’s collection is organized into four parts that each explore the author’s life and interests: part 1 focuses on neighborhood observations; part 2 delves into travel at home and abroad; part 3 consists of a “walking log” that muses on current events; and part 4 explores magic, mysteries, and sleights of hand. Ultimately, Yenser urges readers to consider that everyday situations can be made extraordinary if they keep their love of play and wonder close to their hearts.
Jon Kelly Yenser
Jon Kelly Yenser is also the author of two chapbooks, Walter’s Yard and The Disambiguation of Katydids, and the poetry collection The News as Usual: Poems (UNM Press).
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Walking Uphill at Noon - Jon Kelly Yenser
LOCAL NEWS ONE
GARBAGE
Here’s hoping no one
shoots the coyote that sorts
our trash on Tuesdays
cantering sideways
can to can, picking, choosing,
since he has the time
it’s so early no
one sees him limping, bony
like all coyotes
but I worry some
drunk or some insomniac
will take note, decide
to save our neighbors
from the only animal
we’ve all satisfied.
ROSES BLOOM IN THE ALLEY
A boy and girl came down the alley
carrying what they owned in a backpack
and plastic bags. From the kitchen galley
I heard him: Wow.
The girl in her tracks
stooped and then a long ooh.
It was the roses,
I knew, and stepped outside.
We were just ad …
he began. I know,
I said, "those yellows
on the back wall, the ones climbing like mad,
are called Lady Banks and these,"
pointing to the bush where the girl stood,
Fourth of July.
I get that totally,
she said, like little fireworks. That’s good.
Take one, but mind the thorns.
She took
a step forward, bent in, then quickly back,
blood on her lip. I bit it off.
She shook
the stem and bloom and fixed it all in her black
black hair—a small explosion in a night sky.
Thanks.
No … it’s you,
I said. Good-bye.
OWL MADE IN CHINA
Not just his head—his whole body—swivels
a full 360 like a toy—not your standard owl.
But the point is not so much verisimilitude
as vigilance, a good spin whenever the wind
picks up, catching the rudder glued
on his back like a freakish wing. His eyes
that once were yellow as yolks have dimmed—
he has no down time, no nest in the piñon,
sitting all hours on latillas where pigeons
used to roost and coo and foul the patio.
By now even the savvy crows have relocated
in the elm, leaving just the oblivious
hummingbirds in the penstemon below,
fizzing bloom to bloom like bloody yo-yos.
END OF THE WEEKEND
She imagines the neighbors watching
across Amherst Street and wishes
the day over. There’s still unpacking
to do—the bronze SUV shimmering
with dust, three doors open and the hatch
sprung out—a great bug too heavy
to lift off.
What must they think?
She’d like
to wave and shout about how much fun
she thinks they had when the sun was out
most of the time and the creek riffling.
Right now she needs help. And here he comes.
She does not dress her husband, of course,
but she could do better than this—his shorts
have too many pockets and