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room #5
by Rob
Plath
upstairs in the cafe
i stood in van gogh’s attic room
tiny room he died in
from gunshot wound
(out in the wheatfield)
referred to as the suicide room
walking across
it takes 7 paces either way
to hit a wall
ceiling slanting downward
adding more to the claustrophobia
just a small skylight above
& i think how he’d leave at 5 am
to paint far-stretching fields
& immense swirling skies
of auvers sur oise, france
& then return to his little cell
collapsing on the slender bed
lighting his pipe
smoke climbing towards
the dark blue rectangle above
a slim man
his shape the length
of the mattress
but really the most beautiful giant
larger than miles of fields
& sky-filling curling clouds
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rob plath has published a shitload of poems
& books in the underground presses. he lives alone w/the ghost of his cat.
more info can be found at robplath.com.
Bernice Holtzman’s
paintings
and collages have appeared in shows at various venues
in Manhattan, including the Back Fence in Greenwich Village, the Producer’s
Club, the Black Door Gallery on W. 26th St., and one other place she
can’t remember, but it was in a basement, and she was well received. She is the
Assistant Art Director for Yellow Mama.
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