Tilt-a-Whirl
A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms

Migration
Written on the occasion of the departure of Francine Conley from Madison, Wisconsin, for Minnesota. Francine is a poet, performer, and professor of French, and a member of Le Théâtre de la Chandelle Verte.)

F.J. Bergmann

Francine moves north before the geese do.
Francine moves north before the geese do.
The game is worth burning a green candle.
The game is worth burning a green candle.
Game Francine moves the green geese do north.
Before a burning the candle is worth.

Francine peers into the purse of language, while
Francine peers into the purse of language, while
In the next scene, her others wait behind a window,
In the next scene, her others wait behind a window.
Next, wait a while in a window, Francine:
Purse behind, of her peers, others into the language scene.

Three is company when there is no exit.
Three is company when there is no exit.
Someone will occasionally telephone you.
Someone will occasionally telephone you.
Occasionally no company is someone.
Exit three is there; when will you telephone?

Francine travels between continents.
Francine travels between continents.
In the night, all countries diverge.
In the night, all countries diverge.
Countries, continents diverge in Francine,
All night long the travels between.

North peers into the continents of night.
Occasionally geese do diverge; someone moves before.
Telephone in the green language her next game.
Wait before travels, wait; exit behind the others.
All three countries will no a company purse is worthwhile.
A candle scene burning in the window: Francine, Francine, Francine.



F.J. Bergmann tries to make new mistakes, for variety, instead of repeating the old ones, and is the editor of Star*Line, the journal of the Science Fiction Poetry Association, and the poetry editor of Mobius: The Journal of Social Change.



 


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