Half Drunk Muse Poetry


the film critic by Christopher Mulrooney

not for anymore than dollars
in the sunlight would I rack up
this load of balls and give
the great push to my stick
that sends them all home to hole
with the burbling victory in the air

this science allows at all events
to sing several of the swallows
in the tree at my left beside the bench
nut-eating squirrels sit upon
and fill their cheeks with mast

I could nevermore ask myself
these questions in the round dance
and daily shuffle on the circuit
if it wasn’t for the anyones there
who acknowledge and appreciate
the glorious gift of my sitzfleisch

Previously published in The Bisbee Marquee; Open Wide Magazine.

View bio for Christopher Mulrooney Published in Spring and Summer 2005

About HDM

Half Drunk Muse was one of the first poetry ezines. It was founded in 1999 and ceased publication in 2006.

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