by Greg Razran
Friday, October 06, 2006
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At first, I thought the dreaded side effects
Of my anti-depressants have finally kicked in:
Blurred vision; hallucinations, etc.
On the roadside of Route 17, just past
The Elmira exit, I saw a giant kangaroo,
Pouch and all, spread motionless on the ground.
Pulling over was automatic; getting out of the car
Took some time: what would the good people,
Passing by in their zooming cars think of me?
As I got close enough to see the wrinkles around
His shut eyes; his lean paws and his now dusty tail,
A thought that this had to be a prank, had hit me.
I mentally prepared myself for the next moment:
A whole bunch of people with cameras, clapping,
The kangaroo miraculously coming to life,
Transforming into a sweaty guy, anxiously unzipping
His costume, smiling kindly, at my expense.
I have become one of these good-natured idiots.
But nothing happened. Not a soul in sight,
Just more and more cars, speeding home,
As the blissful five oíclock of a Friday arrived.
A funny thing occurred to me then: I pictured a circus
Caravan, on their way to the next performance, losing
The animal, without realizing it: a loose door in a trailer.
And I suddenly remembered an old road-kill poem of
Gerald Sternís: in it, the guy picks up the dead
Possum; or thinks about it; I canít recall exactly.
I had no such courage, and didnít know what to do.
So I sat down on the ground, which was warm and dry
On a rare sunny afternoon in upstate New York, and lit up.
We mustíve been there for an hour, or three, or five:
A man, smoking;
A Kangaroo, still dead;
Just outside of Elmira.
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|Reviewed by Frances Seymour
|Greg, What an outstanding imagination you have! This was not what I would expect from 'Captain Kangaroo.' But, I loved it, nonetheless. :) Blessings...Frances|
|Reviewed by Vesna Vanessa
|What a unique write..truly enjoyed!
|Reviewed by Rafiriio Daniels
|this is truly a gem....I enjoyed the words that you have displayed for the readers enjoyment....|
|Reviewed by Anna M
|An original piece of writing and you capture an unusual moment very effectively. It is moving that you stay by the kangaroo's side.|
|Reviewed by Jerelyn Craden
|Intriguing imagery. Quirky, which I find refreshing. Xlnt. Jerelyn
|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|A rare analogy . It captures ones imagination......M|
|Reviewed by c patrick durkin
|Another tautological allegory: Brilliant!!!!|
|Reviewed by J M
|I found this enjoyable Greg good expressions.....|
|Reviewed by Susan Sonnen
|I like this. I don't know how to explain it, but it touched me. I think that it is because he/you did not leave the kangaroo nor ignore it as every other driver did. You showed humanity even in the midst of confusion and disbelief. I like that.|
|Reviewed by CJ Heck
|A wonderful write, a rare and interesting slice of life shared with your readers. Very nice job, Greg.