SECTION THIRTEEN
POETRY PAGE ONE

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COLUMN SEVENTY, APRIL 1, 2002
(Copyright 2002 Al Aronowitz)


[Julia Tavalaro, 66, who suffered a stroke in 1967, has been a wheelchair-bound quadriplegic ever since. Unable to speak or to move but with her mind intact, she can, however, turn her head enough to activate a switch with her chin, accessing the alphabet on the screen of her "Vanguard." With the "Vanguard", a communication device manufactured by the Prentke Romich Company of Wooster, Ohio, she accordingly wrote poetry every day at the Beach Terrace Nursing Center in Long Beach, New York, where she was confined. She is now at the Beach Terrace Care Center, also in Long beach. Because we received such a strong reader response to the earlier publication of THE HOUR IS BLUE , Julia's debut poem on this website, THE BLACKLISTED JOURNALIST felt obliged to offer another work by her.] 

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It happens to be the truth 

"Hi, Dad," 

Gosh 

he's got that 

ugly 

old smile 

he's gonna to terrorize 

someone 

Now I! 

Hope? 

Hope it's not me 

Damn it! 

guess who you are 

Right 

It's me! 

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Oh, there's a mirage 

Dad's face 

and 

Look 

He's 

"Well, I'll be smiling..." 

"Well, well, well. 

I guess I will have to croak 

before you can get a smile." 

Isn't funny. 

It happens to be the truth. 

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Frosty? 

"Why bother to lower drawers?' 

Reply? 

Oh I can hear the snow blower coming 

and I am ready 

"it?? 

Okay Sand, okay? 

Ohhh 

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(cont'd book and short stories (also) the poetry) 



You stand? 

and wait for the mirage to pass 

Oh look it is snowing? 

Snow with rain! 

and 

The hot red devil's son 

from blood rest house 

This! 

House 

So dark 

with hot sun 

miraculously 

shines through 



here comes... 

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Gold and silver 

armed for mining 

mining what? 

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Was light that I saw cracking? 

Powered door flew open and 

miraculously 

LIGHT 

was all amidst the plains 

for the beauty 

of the land 

will look to see point of view 

power of the glory 

of darkness 

has turned lightness 

throughout misfound lost 

power to do the 

all modern expanse 

of newfound power 

can find light with doors open forever more 

Now! 

LIGHT 

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Darkness is lightness come? 

Come come come to the dark ages 

which isn't the policy 

century 

it's the time when? all dark misfortunes 

made it fear first of the year 

2000 

will bring our backlash 

over years of tears in what we now 

call a modern day concentration camp 

relive all of those heart broken fears 

to all those four years 

cries cries cries in pain 

it all comes out in the rain 

thank you in the dark 

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Floating above! over the valley Mountainside 

see the trees! 

with grass covering rich land 

where flowers 

frequently took to bloom 

and plantation as far as one can peer 

with thyne exciting eyes 

oh my love 

I believe that look down 

the perfect spot to start living 

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valley of mountains 

flashing on 

valley of Mountainside 

was the darkness of the mid-morning! 

Day 

come to follow me 

to follow me you come to you 

lets float alone both of us 

here! hold onto my fingers "real tight." 

you know- we will try not to bypass the valley 

of the Mountainside 

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10 

There are plenty like 

"Jake the snake" 

or werewolves 

fox 

oh wait 

I am gonna be a skeleton 

Boo! 

and who are you gonna be? 

Have a treat? 

Happy Halloween 

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11 

Halloween!!! 

ghosts goblins witches 

cats 

Mr. Pumpkin mellow round face 

and Mrs. scarecrow 

what a fine couple they made 

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12 

Oh yes 

the autumn colored leaves of 

red gold yellow brown 

waiting for the mild breeze to 

blow their way 

so we can find a perfect spot to rest 

on our earth/ground 

alas, night falls for 

darker it grew 

silver snowflakes covered the earth 

with a silent snowfall 

who! is silence knows 

Do not question 

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13 

1 guess that will have to do until my next chapter 

far but good 

golden mountain and silver snow 

the golden of many leaves colors! 

of autumn time 

The silver moonlight! 

had snow covered ground silently as... 

was given for warmth of the earth 

Thyne slanted eyes cast a shadow of thyself 

five was extremely shocked 

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14 

Grow up and be a lady 

says mom to me (as mom said to me) 

If you had it was made for you (?) 

Oh shut up now! 

Well isn't no one's troubles 

or what rummage sale we went from 

Best I would listen to mom says 

unless I would have some damn good excuses 

or feel sorry 

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15 

and don't you dare to drive past motorbike 

you will get both legs broken by me 

and you know that 

the tough rough guys ride together 

the goddamn bad ones parade gather "bum" 

you are Pa! No! Good with! Them 

No goddamn girl is getting involved with 

guns or won't be! Any part time a 

differently said in german-polish mom's 

language curses other disputed! 

words and mom being a hidden nazi keeping 

it quiet! Because? Of the wartime 

No guns. Instead a frying pan and I shot... 

full of holes. the next I made supper and dog 

would not ----- was so lousy 

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16 

hate extreme boasts! In daytime activity 

meant it to be hate 

As love of destiny powers in strange 

figures 

old cuddles with warm wet kisses 

known by others chattering? 

love comes up body's hot oh so hot 

made the right to smile 

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17 

A perfect! Day! to SMILE 

Just a year of all of my broken tears 

Broken dreams sight! to tears 

from the torturous dreams meant to be kept 

in extreme confidence on her or your own dream 

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18 

Broken colored wine glass 

on a shelf stood beautiful wine glass? 

a vibrant!beautiful patched wine glass 

Dynacy! beautiful cuddles of warm lit 

tend! to say colored patched wineglass 

sitting next 

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19 

away or afraid 

I really fret for the fear of storm 

or possibly a hurricane 

the sky oh my how she would cry cry cry 

wind blew helter skelter! about its body 

the wet wet water known as tears 

to us we! watched and wondered about of 10th 

after mass oh she could 

cry cry cry wow what a mess? 

cry cry voice fading away! gone far away. 

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20 

Hurricane? 

was a storm 

Hell this was just a storm called hurricane 

Oh come come now 

This was the most indeliverable? ocean saw I 

Ocean! below too beautiful one to imagine 

the bellows were so high 

you would swear the bellows kissed the skies 

thus causing great emotions of jealousy 

waves so drastically 

waves climbing bellows! ladder too high 



high then fall back down down to both 

see oh look how 

waves beat and crush each other 

they're cursing and swearing 

above the beautiful, vicious, angry, ugly 

with silver white breaking caps shoreline 

the eye right above and for god's sake 

it started to rain 

wind blowing ten 

is she a witch or a bitch 

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21 

watch the momentarily blue-hot burn 

from mine to your body passions 

melting to have touch and kiss each 

and see through our naked eyes 

to be the greater one 

oh-oh ice? blue eyes 

love passion want 

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22 

ice cold hot flames came darting at me 

from those smiling blue eyes 

the power love that beneath one's self want 

is the hunger for the love other 

inhabited body no I can by look? 

position of one selective power to take away 

for a short while 

leave the hungry love for evermore 

be happy now that you found "it or him." 

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23 

we danced while we floated 

ice blue eyes 

oh you are ice? blues with fire 

burning beneath red flames 

jumping, leaping out at me 

at first nothing was to come of us 

ice of the blue eyes were actually to me 

the flames kept coming 

with words of hiding secretly 

love passions want 

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24 

it was one of those nights 

night kissed by the silver moon rays 

touched by the coming starlight 

heaven so dark, too dark my park 

i noticed this wild woman dancing 

chanting to cross the wicked waters 

while my mind flipped and this body of mine 

drew clips about 

started but No! was not startled more 

raised my voice put some clothes on 

so hot too hot 

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25 

imagination 

is it good to have! 

imagination 

or is it bad? 

imagine if you had the power to fly? 

no no one or nothing can hold you down 

you would be as a bird free over everything 

imagine if i could take brain(lests) 

and give them 

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