Route 66 and Its Sorrows
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Carolyn Miller is a lyric poet of redeeming grace and intense clarity. Her poems are grounded in a sense of the marvelous, as if viewing life through a jewel, transforming the dark world of memory and desire into a luminous presence. She is a master of distilled moments. The mood of the poems in Route 66 and Its Sorrows is both elegiac
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Route 66 and Its Sorrows - Carolyn Miller
Early Beauty
Route 66 and Its Sorrows
October already, the mornings dark and rain coming back
like the past, people and places I thought I had forgotten:
the unknown boy who flung himself across the room to kiss me,
the girls who ate sardines out of the can, the one who dove headfirst
through the open window of a car, the roller rink that played
Your kisses take me to Shangri-La.
The past is never dead,
someone in Faulkner said, it isn’t even past. For here we are,
riding at night in an open convertible in the rain, laughing
as if we understood, while around us stretch the years to come,
unthinkable and undreamed.
Red-Winged Blackbirds
Cold water in the springhouse,
mint and watercress in the blue-black spring;
signs carved in the cave up in the bluff,
arrowheads in the new-plowed field.
Narrow beds in the sitting room,
dark velvet and glass cases in the parlor;
jars of jewel colors in the cellar,
tin ladle in a chipped tin bowl of water,
dinner bell on the porch. Small
angels of memory spread black wings
with blood-red shields,
leave the earth and rise as one,
flying over the corn.
Photograph, 1912
Three years before he went to harness the horse,
before the horse reared in the stall,
before the boy was shoved into the nail
protruding from the wall, before he lay
in the farmyard dirt, blood trickling
from his ears, the littlest boy, the Uncle John
I would never know, looked at the camera,
trying not to laugh.
Son of Big Piney
In the photo he is almost as thin as the fence posts
he stands in front of, his skin as dark as an Indian’s, and
he wears a tight jacket buttoned up to the neck and a felt hat
with a big flat brim. He looks like a boy in a shtetl, but instead
he is on the old farm at Big Piney. Someone has taken his picture
by surprise, someone who has just bought or been given
the kind of camera that took small, narrow snapshots
like this one, with a white scalloped border. His eyes
stare out at the camera, alarmed, with so much white showing
they look like the eyes of a frightened horse. Isn’t that
a terrible picture? one of the aunts would whisper, many
years later. And I wondered why this man who became my father,
a man who grew round and fleshy and red in the face, why he kept
this creased photo of himself as a shockingly thin, dark, feral boy,
working the fence line, surrounded by horses and Holsteins, silage
and chickens and deer and