Poet Mechanic by Jan Kather A visual remix of the poem
Your Card Read ”Poet-Mechanic” by Alice Fulton
The day you came carrying a two cylinder slice of winter sun on your back, toolcase with a greasy lock
in your spoon- shaped fingers said you could do anything with your hands & went right to work, using
nouns as f u r n i t u r e ,
assembling
verbs into go-carts & motorcycles till they roared
o f f,
followed by a gang of sycophant
adverbs.
the
few
transitives
that remained you turned into trampolines & the
s e iv
t e pl
ex
jumped
on them all day.
When I watched you build “ v i t u p e r a t e ” into a Harley-Davidson, I knew it was goodbye.
Now there’re just the
adjectives
all day primping singing choruses of popsongs. I want to shake them & say “Have you no respect for the magnificent lexicon you represent?�
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Poet Mechanic A visual remix of Alice Fulton’s poem
Your Card Read ”Poet-Mechanic” as part of the
Lyric Visions: Artists Respond to Poetry Exhibition A collaborative show organized by Tish Pearlman, Barbara Mink and Jan Kather State of the Art Gallery 120 West State/Martin Luther King Ithaca, NY 14853 January 2016 Your Card Read ”Poet-Mechanic” ©2016 Alice Fulton is used with permission and cannot be reproduced in any form.