What You Want
To not wish for much
in the decorating days of October
is to receive even less
than what fits in a coke spoon
and little remains for the gleaning
when December steps down into darkness.
Raised expectation is a processional;
a strand of children two by two
red-robed and matched by height
marching in hesitation step;
and along the way
more rises and falls – a ball tossed
one foot ahead and caught
on the bounce.
Fail and fall better the prophet scribed
on the side of a barrel. Pages are littered
with junkyard wealth –
a tire slung over the creek
that gleaming mornings glanced past,
chipped gems of Chambord and Crown Royal,
rusted runners that brought Rosebud to thirsting lips,
a spade that dug for loot in punishing soil
and struck something cold and smooth as a bullet
but brings up the wisdom of worms.
.David P. Kozinski was a finalist for the Inlandia Institute’s Hillary Gravendyke Prize. I Hear It the Way I Want It to Be was published this year by Kelsay Books. He is Rockwood Park and Museum’s Resident Poet. Kozinski was the 2018 Delaware Division of the Arts Established Professional Poetry Fellow. Publications include Tripping Over Memorial Day (Kelsay Books) and Loopholes (Broadkill Press) which won the Dogfish Head Poetry Prize. He serves on the boards of the Eastern Shore Writers Association, the Manayunk-Roxborough Art Center and the Editorial Board of Philadelphia Stories magazine, and is Art Editor for Schuylkill Valley Journal.