The Muse

(An International Journal of Poetry)

Volume-1                                          June-2011                                                        Number-1

 

                                                                                                                                   

                 MOZART
                                           by  Hugh Fox

         
Dying at thirty-five, at thirty-five I would
          have still been teaching at Loyola University in
          L.A., never have moved to (MSU) Michigan,
          never have gone to Brazil and met wife #3,
          30+ years with her now, six kids with my
          three wives, my granddaughter Beatrice’s
          birthday today, four years old, party at our
          house, this Jewish couple from Ann Arbor,
          him from Montreal, her from Russia, their
          daughter, Caroline, just hitting four last
          week, another couple, friends of my daughter
          Alexandra, Beatrice’s mother, with a cute little
          blondie daughter, Marylane, him from England,
          the wife from Chicago...kids and presents, all
          three wives there...Mozart, how did he ever
          write so much in so few years?

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                                                                             YOU’D THINK

            by Hugh Fox

You’d think I’d be used to it by now,

                                                                                                                          May first, the whole world around me

                                                                                                                          flowering-greenig, old stuff by age 79,

                                                                                                                           nicht wahr? , but it’s still miraculous

                                                                                                                           for me, as if I were age five again,

                                                                                                                           oak trees that live hundreds of years,

                                                                                                                           sleep and reawakening, why shouldn’t

                                                                                                                           I have eight hundred years of

                                                                                                                           seasonalization?

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                                                                                                                         NOT A THOUGHT
                                                                                                                                                          by Hugh Fox

                                                                                                                   
Beatrice, 4, the Phi Betta Kappa Sorority doll-
                                                                                                                   legs, even my mother back fifty years ago
                                                                                                                   in Highland Park, my father retiring at seventy-five,
                                                                                                                    Elizabeth Tayhor, Queen Victoria, even myself
                                                                                                                    a year ago not really multi-dimentionally what
                                                                                                                    mortality-dimensionalizing was coming down the
                                                                                                                    road.

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