Selected Poetry by J. Blake Gordon

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going round

gliding over gleaming ice 

like a stylus tracing the surface

of a clean and clear long player

balanced by upper body counterweight

each leg is a tone arm

each blade a needle

misperception

bent over in laughter, we watch billy flail his arms  

and kick his legs out after swinging on a vine

in the woods beyond the driveway

we are far enough away to see only

the surprising abandon of his movements

having never seen such funny dancing

we are too young to understand

the experience of being stung

by that many bees all at once

and we cannot stop laughing

as billy runs up the hill and past us

screaming in terror and into the house

From Chicago, marketing copywriter J. Blake Gordon published his first poetry collection, love calls out to love, in 2018. His second collection, more than you ever know, is forthcoming. He can be reached at jblakegordon at gmail.