Blink
for Mandred Hecht
the management
 organized
 the company
 and that was splendid
 enough chairs for all
 a quick change
 of clothes and scene
 brings us
 to
 the
 lawn
 of the company
 stretching out under our gaze
 which itself
 beer in hand
 stops short of the horizon
 (grazes)
 everything
 else
 vanished
 a certain rhythm (uncertain)
 of the blood
 directed
 attention
 to the tapping foot
 was this happiness being witnessed
 was this many weeks
 did the people over there
 look same as the people
 over there (hmm)     who were
 they
 were
 they
 salesmen     could we brush
 aside the tapping
 that by now had given way
 to winking
 and that to sleeping
 and then to tapping again
 what was being
 what was being covered up      was it
 a fabulous shoulder
 gleaming     was it an
 exact (and exacting) self-image
 suffering no
 monkey business     were they
 happy     did the countryside
 bloom, did not subside
 who were they     were they
 salesmen     and given
 fresh air
 and sun     who
 were their wives     were
 they salesmen, too  from here
 they look
 organized and
 like good company
 not
 to overlook
 the flowers and facts
 what were they doing here     had
 they
 been invited     did
 they receive
 invitations     with what grace
 was it many weeks     they "you
 bet I am" emotion
 reflected (a shoulder)     whose
 were they
 sales
 men (and women)
 did they make rounds     and (ooph)
 how spiffy did
 they look      did they look up
 as the management
 passed
 threading toward the logo-decorated dais
 were they
 former salesmen (and women)     did
 they look it     what was
 their
 country
 of origin     was it organized     who
 did they think they were     (or weren't)
 how did they look
 in the light of the
 flowers of the facts
 were they news     the kidding aside
 the beer flowed
 the lawn rolled endlessly
 in and out like a boat
 a picture of waves     was
 a storm brewing     when
 vacations
 came around were they still
 to be
 salesmen (and women)     and retirement
 what
 about
 retirement
 but who could be retiring
 under
 the gentle hand of
 unlimited beer and lawn
 were those beer-colored
 storm clouds rolling in
 were
 they
 invited     were
 they salesmen (and women)     where
 did they come from     would
 they go
 away
 could they be covered
 up      why were they unresponsive
 to good sense      and why
 were they gleaming
 did this look like
 a
 good
 place for rain
 to retire in
 would rain fall
 without
 invitation     would it spoil
 the company
 what effect would it have
 on
 self-image
 would the people
 look
 the
 same
 after the rain     were they
 salesmen (and women)     why
 were they gleaming     did
 the self-image include shoulders
 were they inviting
 were they cloud-like
 were they salesmen (and women)
 organized
 to manage a quick change
 was the self-image
 good company
 was
 it
 a salesman or a saleswoman
 invited to
 be
 a manager
 would they make the dais
 what about the clouds
 were there
 enough
 chairs
 for all the managers
 would they live
 happy
 in those chairs after
 they were
 managers     would they
 settle for chairs
Copyright Credit: Ted Greenwald, "Blink" from Common Sense. Copyright © 2016 by Ted Greenwald. Reprinted by permission of Wesleyan University Press.
Source: Common Sense (Wesleyan University Press, 2016)


