“Barred White Noise and Blue” was originally published by Entropy Magazine
BARRED WHITE NOISE AND BLUE
A barred owl hoots unseen heard
Dig, the cloak of night
An apparition secreted on some dark bough
A noisy booger, audacious whoop against constant flood of freeway hum.
Doing work, braving a solemn cry across this
diverted watershed. LA River concrete cornucopia
And you sing your blue-hearted hootie-hoo
along those measured walls, y’old torcher you.
Escondido, ensconced in night-shade, Owl,
do you see me
All I see is my face bounced off the window, lit up by a desktop monitor .
Eaves dropper, plumed peeper , regard me
A barred owl hoots its lonesome hoot,
a ping to the wide open anything of the universe anonymous,
a bottled message daring to cross an ocean of street noise.
Darting tree rats inspire silent moments from the branch
Doing work. Concrete watershed. Cornocopiastical.
even if you could see me, would you care at all,
dig some ghost all glowing, white glow silent through invisible wall,
an apparition unheard seen
Eking it out, the evening, always shorter than preferred, eh, Owl.