Tamiami
Three conceptual poems by Rory Sharp touching on Florida ecology and life along the Tamiami Trail...
Park/Lake/Crescent
It’s January and the storks are in.
Calendar prevails and bamboo beaks nab a grit of grain
coarsing through the shoot.
Seagulls too brood this hourglass.
… reflecting pelican pools and
gallinule garter the surface…
Wood ducks woop and coo
amidst clockwork coups
History alighting on owly wings
A splashdown glide fowling the waters
In swirling clockwork twirls
Goodwill Rides the County Line
more than all the beautiful is the sunsent sound
bread bands on edgeless cloud
break in waveshape and stick to cardboard sines
entwine in beards dark of wine
littered median rivulet paved plaza
blue blooms a typeface loom of
coordinate corporate teeth
And
death arrives in oblong boxes
wafts a gaspy spanish moss
spun thick thinning sickly
on tattered plastic doors
stuck all about with worn
in masks in tape
and ugly christian shapes
Banyan Man
just past the block they walk
twisted figures.
ganglion vines lap up them
in looming avenues, veiny lanes
soma slurped straw string things
side walk sloping lockstep trot
bearing up all anonymous
pinning upon a convex sky
Rory Sharp is an abstract poet, doctoral candidate, and former Floridian residing in Toronto, Canada. He holds a Master's in English from the University of Toronto and Bachelor's in English/Gender Studies from New College of Florida. He will never go back.
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