Quiet Mountain Essays
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The Land of Happy Feet from the Big Wooden Radio
by
Charles Luden
Small in a chair
then big noise in the air
as the clairvoyant shook maracas
for everybody in Brazil.
Even the bones of the dead rattled
in ghetto bossa nova time.
It was that loud.
Cleo and Darnel danced that long zombie crawl
right out of the door followed by an organ grinder
and a spider monkey on a unicycle.
The party was everywhere.
Someone scattered popcorn from a balcony
for the children and birds of paradise in the lobby.
Oh, what a time the lady in the red hat had.
A yell here; a lyric with tiny bells there.
Woeaaaah!
What station you got on that radio son?
Ain't local is it?
The cows are shakin'!
Contributor's Notes...
Charles Luden: has been writing poetry since the late 1960's; his most notable book is WEST OF
VENUS and most recent chap book is LE BOMB HYDRO, both published by Astro Black
Books, P.O. Box 46, Sioux Falls, SD 57101; he plays drums in a rock band; is a chemist by day;
and received the 2004 Sioux Falls Mayor's Award for Literary Arts.
