the laugh’s on us; hotel tills ring
and punchlines are real punches.
A rabbi steps from the wreckage
of his joke; woman looks up from
her borscht, whispers nervously
are we allowed to laugh at that?
All the people celebrated in these Otwituaries have, in some way or other, had an effect on me, positive or otherwise...
When they say
you sing too loud,
dance too fast,
show too much,
throw back your head,
sing, dance,
make wild love
and do it, do it again.
is forming. A man,
half boat, half bull,
paddles out to meet
himself, tougher than
the wood of his board,
waxed with self-belief,
death just one more
wipeout far from shore.