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DIPTERA: SMOKING, A POEM

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Smoking


I don't regret it, not smoking,

though times in my twenties, I couldn't sit

through a movie whole. Halfway,

at the crucial second that weird sucked-up

feeling would come over me, and I'd bolt

to the lobby, find one of those ancient

nubby couches, smoke

going clear for the interior, down every

unlit passage until I was

normal again, fit for all those strangers

on the screen. But still out there, still sunk

to that pleasure, I'd drift into the great

boredom of the popcorn boy and the ticket girl,

that languid ache

of a place when everyone's

elsewhere--if only the next room--

stalled, distracted into themselves. I'd sit

and smoke quietly, and they'd talk

to each other, flirt even. The popcorn boy

always had a trick he'd do, stacking

Dots or Milk Duds until one box, quick,

would vanish. And the ticket girl would

lean into his counter, just so,

amused, disbelieving. Sure, she'd say,

and I'm Yoko Ono. Those little dramas of pure smoke,

I miss them--two real voices in those old

wedding cake theaters of the 20s, Chicago, 1973,

before they were razed for a thing

gleaming, steel and glass, when everyone

in the next room kept looking

one way, and by the bad light above me, I was

looking in, or looking down, or looking toward

these two, the dearest nothing

suspended between them.



Marianne Boruch
was born in Chicago in 1950. Her poetry collections include View from the Gazebo and Descendant (Wesleyan University Press, 1983 and1989), Moss Burning and A Stick that Breaks and Breaks (Oberlin College Press, 1993 and 1997). Her essay collection, Poetry's Old Air, was published in Michigan University Press's "Poets on Poetry" series in 1995. She teaches in the MFA Program at Purdue University. She lives in West Lafayette, indiana with her husband and son. If you would like to order A Stick That Breaks and Break , from which this week's featured poem, "Smoking," came, please go to http://www.oberlin.edu/ocpress/.



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\Dip"te*ra\- An extensive order of insects having only two functional wings and two balancers, as the house fly, mosquito, etc. They have a suctorial proboscis, often including two pairs of sharp organs (mandibles and maxill[ae]) with which they pierce the skin of animals. They undergo a complete metamorphosis, their larv[ae] (called maggots) being usually with

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