National Poetry Month Day 16: “Big Legs On the Bus” by George Ducker

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Welcome to The Rumpus’s National Poetry Month project. We’ll be running a new poem from a different poet each day for the month of April.

Big Legs on the Bus

How old could you be
And still popping your collar?

We live in pictures. See
You in that plaid, thigh-kisser

Overcoat, buckled shoes,
Laugh lines? How does that hair

Stay so gilted after all those
Cigarettes? One more flight of stairs

One more 3×5 to post. They’re
Forest Lawn hills, mossy maze of

Refrigerator racks, bowling
Girlfriends. All those graves

Made golden in the magic
Hour. Marissa doesn’t think

Our car will last much longer,
She’s freaking out over her

Mocha because the air
Around her flares into

A shapely seagull. We live
In pictures of each other. The new

Tape-paint combo is no
Good. They slip right down

The wall. The heat, the gin sweat
Of matte surfaces in late

Fall. On the bus again: Ontario
Routes to great destinations.

The slant orange eight AM morning,
The driver underneath shoveling

Luggage underneath the seats for
This one trip, this quick remedy.

-George Ducker

If you like what the Rumpus is doing for National Poetry Month, you’ll probably like this multimedia anthology of original poems we’ve run at The Rumpus over the last three years. Available only for iPad. Check it out!


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