Writings / Poetry

Parrots in Cleveland

Stephen Brockwell

Parrots were celebrities in Panama.
March snow in Cleveland diminishes
not one feather of their famous cackles,

imitating Jim Cagney’s “Dirty rat!”
while chattering patrons sipped banana
daiquiris from tumblers topped with parasols

to keep the infamous parrot guano
from fouling up their rum. I can imitate
a parrot’s colour and voice. I’ll need a trumpet,

a trunk full of Hawaiian shirts, a pair
of holey sneakers spattered with blue paint,
a month of sunlight to give this snow the shaft,

sandpaper to smooth my shovel calluses,
your naked throat to tune my parrot tongue.

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