Poetry Friday: Night Bicycle by Jonathan Johnson

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Poetry Friday is hosted by Michelle @ Today’s Little Ditty

Rubbish Day is a once a month affair in our town.   I love walking our dog Sophie the night before and inventing stories for all the items (some boring, some not) dumped along the sidewalks.  This week, we came upon an old bicycle…a VERY old bicycle: rusted, bent, weatherbeaten, worldly.  This was definitely not a suburban New Jersey leafy neighborhood type of bike.  I’m glad it’s Poetry Friday, so I can find an excuse to read poetry into an old bike…

Photograph by Sheldon Brown:http://sheldonbrown.com/

Photograph by Sheldon Brown:http://sheldonbrown.com/

Night Bicycle

by Jonathan Johnson

Black mamba of the front tire
over wet streets, the wet streets,
after-rain falling from the neighborhood leaves,
luminescence of lampposts’ lamps up
through the trees.

Sink into someone’s porch chair
and look at all these leaves
then ride on into the smell of sawdust.
That sweet smell of wood.
Someone is renovating.

May he do it right!
May he be careful.
May he do it right.
May the work of hands satisfy.
Sleep on, Amigos!

The girl who left years ago
loved you behind that window.
She is now some person
Living a state away.
Which only makes her more.

You and me, little poem.
Mi amigo. Compadre.
Inside each dark house
the streetlights keep
doing their thing on the far wall.

Tonight though. Tonight’s
streetlight makes me need you.
It’s writing indifference,
little poem, indifference
to us on that far wall.

Black mamba of the front tire
over wet streets, the wet streets,
after-rain falling from the neighborhood leaves,
luminescence of lampposts’ lamp up
through the trees.

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8 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Night Bicycle by Jonathan Johnson

  1. That opening line hooked me into the poem. Then, the idea that the person who left the bicycle behind is somewhere else and something more than she was. Great pairing with your photograph, Tara.

  2. Love both the poem–it fits the wet, leaf-lined streets around here lately. I’m especially enthralled with:
    >>luminescence of lampposts’ lamp up
    through the trees.<<
    The poem is a perfect companion to your photo. Thanks for sharing both with us!

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