A Poem by Joan Retallack

               

     Mars Bars

empty universe
universe with only one thing
Mars Bar plunging through
space
history of humors in man (sic):
blood   bile  seed   etc.
effort it takes
to wink your way out
of paper bag--
raise the arm!
wave the hand!
explication de texte
know that here is one hand
gives you the rest
O we are not alone in this cold world
though there are smiles that make you blue

mean velocity of gouda
specific gravity of brie
Mars Bars
Snickers snack
Jarlsberg variations

it gives me an athlete's high
to walk across the room









(from Circumstantial Evidence)