ALFRED JARRY'S ROAD

Eluding us
at the outrageous opening
of "Ubu Roi"
with the forbidden absinthe
hidden in your pocket
as a secretive spirit
wriggled under your breath
in blue wine skin cup
amid the capricious air
at this comic poet's new play
by reviewing
old conventions that will share
with Rabelais's "Gargantua"
or Fortinbras by Shakespeare
capturing a literary chapter
in a brief Paris rapture
from a flushed feverish feeling
for an artist who sincerely
is not embarrassed
by his words
for he will be a precursor
to Dada, the Surreal
and the theater of the Absurd,
though he experiences
high tension in his senses
in his solo mirage
of an original language
from powerful cultural tenses
in your own solo mirage
of an informal critical success
but not by the silence
of ingrates in the audience
in the least exception
only high praise from the Irish
play write and bard
W.E. B.Yeats
in the late embarrassing hour
as words filter out from
your early adolescence
raising you up
as you ride in a taxi
by the eldest boulevard trees
as leaves are captured
your hope is muzzled
by your worst literary enemies
as you reach the door
of the first floor
seeing your frazzled memoir
and a print of a Renoir
by your bedazzled mirror.