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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Poem-A-Day: Joyride by Ana Bozicevic

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November 26, 2013
Joyride
by Ana Bozicevic


Skinny dirt road 
In the middle of the ocean. 
That led to the house of art. 
I took it. The engine nearly 
Drowned. I lied that it was fun 
That I'd do it again. When I got to 
That shore 
The house was gone and when 
I looked back, so was the path. 
Now I'm old. Drown in my bed 
A thousand miles inland. 
For years I thought 
I could 
Art my way back. Cats sing 
Of rose dawns. This country's a 
Mirror image 
Of the one I left, except 
I've bad dreams. And 
You're the only 
Person who's not here. 
Is it the same 
For you.

 

Copyright © 2013 by Ana Bozicevic. Used with permission of the author.

 

About This Poem

"This poem is a play-by-play of a dream. I stole the twist at the end from Bukowski (!). I think of 'Joyride' as pop art."

--Ana Bozicevic

Most Recent Book by Bozicevic


 
(Birds LLC, 2013) 

 

 

 

 

 

Poem-A-Day
Launched during National Poetry Month in 2006, Poem-A-Day features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. Browse the Poem-A-Day Archive.  

Ana Bozicevic's most recent book of poems is Rise in the Fall (Birds LLC, 2013). Follow her new book project EPITAPH by texting the word EPITAPH to 555888. She lives in New York.  


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