Thursday, April 12, 2007

V for Vonnegut

V for Vonnegut

(a poem for Kurt Vonnegut 1922 – 2007)

By Mark Lysgaard


God Bless You, Mr. Vonnegut

As you emerged from the Monkey House.

The Player Piano struck hollow tunes,

But you gave us Kilgore Trout.

We skated through Cat’s Cradle

On Ice Nine’s chain reactions.

We heard the Sirens of Titan

And Rumfoord’s quantum actions.

We saw Billy Pilgrim’s Slaughterhouse

And trips to Tralfamadore.

We felt his life in four dimensions

But always wanted more.

We woke to Breakfast of Champions

And Dwayne Hoover’s used car lot.

Driven mad with self absorption

And neurosis stirred in plot.

Thank you also for Slapstick

And to be “Lonesome no more.”

We yearned for artificial families

On planets like Tralfamadore.

Thank you also for Jailbird

And Dead Eye Dick’s Rudy Waltz;

Becoming a neuter for the neutron bomb

Makes us question who’s at fault.

So thank you Kurt for the humor you gave

And your books of whimsy and panache,

And all the words you spoke below

That satirical and rye moustache.


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