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Meadowlark- August 2018
ISBN-13: 978-1732241022
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What I wanted
was a minute or two
of his groove, up close
caught on tape
along with filtered through
my own two ears,
so I snuck a pocket recorder in
to the Dennis Chambers clinic,
sat up front at the foot
of his bass drum,
tangled in silver
cymbal stands, like a man
in a thicket. Somehow,
I pressed the play button,
and out came my baby sister’s
voice, and Chambers heard, miffed,
and hit harder, and knocked a cymbal
down beside me, felled it
with one stroke, and that
sent me packing, recorder
shut off, head down,
ears aslant.
Copyright © 2018 Kevin Rabas
Like Buddha-Calm Bird
meadowlark-books.com
Your Portrait
It used to be the very rich
would have to dress up
in their finest threads
and sit real still,
while a hired painter
sketches, then brushes
their faces and fancy clothes
onto canvas.
But now any ole Jane or Jim
can slap on some nice clothes
and step into the bathroom
with their phone,
and snap the same thing—
from painting sitting
to selfie.
Copyright © 2018 Kevin Rabas
Like Buddha-Calm Bird
meadowlark-books.com
Roadtrip, Rainbow
I.
What ancient plainsfolk
must’ve thought, walking
through tan grass
when they saw a giant rainbow
in the distance, reaching, touching
nothing, before we knew
the science.
II.
We stop in our van
on the way to Wichita,
along the flat gray breakdown lane,
the yellow-tan plains,
like low-tide waves,
and out come the phones
and the snap of photos. How bright
the leg of the arch
near the ground,
like gold
spilling into grass.
Copyright © 2018 Kevin Rabas
Like Buddha-Calm Bird
meadowlark-books.com
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