Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Driver - Janet Frame

Focus on Frame!

Driver - Janet Frame

An L-Driver through poetry,
swerved to avoid a homily
and struck a metaphor; nothing
could save it; he drove on in shame
leaving no address and a false name.

And now his obsession is
the miraculous escape; he asks, what if
I swerve again, but having no murdered metaphor
to support me I plunge to my death over the cliff?

I found these poems in an old poetry anthology from school. Unfortunately there isn't a reference for where they originally came from.

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