-how we come and go-
the lightbulb above my head blew-out last night
as I thumbed through pages of photos taken from
a long-in-print, but long out-of-print, monthly magazine.
there was barely a noticeable pop when it blew
with no downward glistening of sight and sound
such as we've witnessed with historically intriguing
slow-motion film experiments, and there was little time
to react to the sudden darkness, as light was snuffed
almost as fast as the speed of itself.
(there’s a photograph of "Yippie" leader, Jerry Rubin
from the civil unrest of another time, taken by Richard Avedon,
who also photographed the Beatles, Dovima with the Elephants,
Twiggy, and a captivatingly forlorn Marylin Monroe.)
In the Avedon proof Jerry looks dry, disheveled,
he smokes reefer, but––
years later I saw him in passing; a more polished,
closed-form Jerry, dressed-up, neatly trimmed and chatty, walking
with undergraduates north on Oakwood in Ypsilanti, Michigan.
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