National Poetry Month: April 30th

To the Break of Dawn by Michael Robbins

I wandered lonely as Jay-Z
after the Fat Boys called it quits,
before the rapper from Mobb Deep
met up with the Alchemist.

I wandered lonely all along
The Watchtower’s office front
in Dumbo, then across the bridge
that tempts the bedlamite to song.

From here you could’ve seen what planes
can do with luck and delta-v
as that fire-fangled morning
jingle-jangled helter skelterly.

From your gravity fails to whoops
there goes gravity, from Celine
to Celan, from “Turn the Beat Around”
to And the Band Played On,

from the Live Free or Die
of plates from New Hampshire
to Musidora vamping
her way through Les Vampires,

from It Takes a Nation
of Millions to Hold Us Back
to Daydream Nation,
from Station to Station,

I take this cadence from the spinning plates
where the DJ plots the needle’s fall.
I take it, and I give it back again
to the dollar dollar bill and the yes yes y’all.

turntables

This poem was selected by Russell J. (Adult Services Librarian)

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