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We’ve Got a History

Here is some wonderful new strangeness! Three notes about this poem:

1. The second stanza was composed to the drone of a floor-cleaning machine.
2. This poem is the polar opposite to the sentiment of my Picnic Weather poem! Thank goodness!
3. Since this poem has stanzas written for a female voice, I can’t read it on Yondercast all by my lonesome. Ladies, please apply to shane@yonderman.com. I would be ever so pleased.

Now, back to your irregularly scheduled poem, entitled “We’ve Got a History.”


[Female voice] When?
When, when, when, oh when?
When did you first know?
When did you first know that you had flown?
When did you first know that you had flown into love?
When did you first know that you had flown into love with me?

[Male voice] It was that bright day we flew across the ocean,
or it was the night we sailed the seven seas.
Or,
remember the endless frozen lake
on which we flew those gigantic kites?
Or,
remember the warm summer
we tamed those ferocious bees?

[Female voice] Oh, I remember.
I remember well.
Well, what was it about that ocean and those seas?
What was it about massive winter kites and becalmed honeybees?
What was it about me?

[Male voice] I remember you
never fearing your albatross wingspan;
you spread your wings and flew like a natural.
I remember you
never having too few sails;
you weren’t scared to throw up lots of canvas, even in a storm.
I remember you
never lacking for kite string;
when your kite reel spun to the end,
you just tied that end
to the beginning of a fresh reel.

[Female voice] And what about the bees?
[Male voice, rapidly] You were never stung.

[Male voice] Um, why did you fly into love with me?

[Female voice] Oh, I’ve always had a thing for
long-winded introverts with strange hobbies.

One Response to “We’ve Got a History”

Comment from deriddler
Time August 6, 2009 at 10:43 pm

love it! sorry no suggestions