Tuesday, June 12, 2012
What is Forgotten, What is Blessed
Forget movies, too, the Hollywood trash in which nothing happened
though they were loud and fast, and when they were over
time had passed, which was a blessing in itself. O blessed
is Wong Kar Wai and his cities of blue and rain.
Blessed is David Lynch, his Polish prostitutes juking
to Locomotion in a kitschy fifties bungalow. Blessed
is Jeff Buckley, his Hallelujah played a thousand times in your car
as you drove through Houston, its vacant lots
exploding with wild flowers and capsized shopping carts.
From Ode to Forgetting the Year
by Barbara Hamby