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Bats by John Tranter

Posted by admin on October 5th, 2007 filed in Uncategorized


     Bats

In a freezing attic somewhere in Prague
a hungry songwriter invents Sincerity, but alas,
too early. A decade later, a popular singer,
struck by the intimacy a microphone fakes,
invents a way of sobbing in time to the music --
earnest little hearts are wrecked
from San José to Surbiton. The angelic
choirs, should they be tempted to rebel,

would they hit on a trick so lucrative? Clouds
of butterflies reassure us: we are so much more
serious, and intelligent -- think of rockets, and
the invention of dentistry and napalm. Sincerity?
It will take a Poet Laureate to turn it to profitable use.
Bats circle the Old City, low and silent.

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