|
Steel & Chrome Parade, a Poem, by Peter Menkin
by Peter Menkin The parade of town & county people and painted cars with chrome tailpipes was a glee on old Grant street--miles long parade. A testimony to American history, 55 Chevy Station Wagon with red back lights like a jet plane nose. Sculpted Shelby Cobra, a coveted car from Hollywood amidst the rolling thunder patrolled by local police in their late model fast pursuit vehicles, complete with air scoops. The girls sit close to the guys on the bench seats, though a Ford Mustang (worth $20,000) has buckets--edge thigh to thigh, hers against the stick shift. A tuneful race of piston sounds, clouds of dark exhaust after sunset to crowds who stand, sit, call out and gawk at industrial promises and the freedom that auto brings. Sex, steel, paint is a hot combination on a June evening, for county excitement. Mating calls to drag and thump, teenage postures, and adult moments with some families attuned to their social position in a maroon 48 Plymouth coupe. What now, a festive undertaking like a community dance in thunder and success. Glory, excitement! Summertime summertime stars a song of parade in car colors brought out for show and bravado. A cultural dance on wheels into the night, and tomorrow, too on the regular roads and driveways. This is an endless parade of favored and polished pets; even the Chevrolet 409, will ride around seeking a Woody Wagon or something sleek. We have met the 21st Century and it is still us, again, on parade. Audio reading of the poem is here, read by the writer, aspiring poet Peter Menkin: http://www.archive.org/details/ChromeAndSteelParade2000ByPeterMenkin This poem from 2000 recently posted on the Academy of American Poets writers workshop received few comments, I am sorry to say. But I like the work, and here it is from its almost original version eight years ago when the car parade took place in Novato, California (Marin County), north of San Francisco. This note to a fellow poet was posted on the writers workshop by me: I had an idea that not everyone knows about car parades. This one was held in Novato, California (about 45,000), and there people fix up older and even old cars. They are stunning! So many people line the street for this popular event, it is like a town fair. Novato is in Marin County, north of San Francisco by about 30 or so miles. I believe they hold the parade yearly. That year I did go to the car parade, and I was impressed by it and remembered there is in America such a thing as "car culture." So the poem. Peter Menkin, an aspiring poet, lives in Mill Valley, CA USA where he writes poetry. He is an Oblate of Immaculate Heart Hermitage, Big Sur, CA and that means he is a Camaldoli Benedictine. He is 64 years of age as of 2010. Copyright Peter Menkin http://www.petermenkin.blogspot.com Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |