Sam Shepard, “He changed the canaries”
poetry
He changed the canaries
Fed the Mule
Stood transfixed for ½ an hour
Every morning
He changed the canaries
Fed the Mule
And stood transfixed for ½ an hour
He never planned on standing transfixed for ½ an hour
It just happened
Every morning
Maybe it was the pause in finishing feeding the Mule
The momentum running down
There seemed to be a natural momentum
From changing the canaries
To feeding the Mule
It just happened
Every morning
It was the pause
After feeding the Mule
That stunned him
A Giant Pause
He even knew what the next thing was
He knew it very clearly
He knew the next thing was feeding himself
After feeding the Mule
But he couldn’t move
He stood transfixed for ½ an hour
Staring at the desert
Sometimes staring at his bottle house
Sometimes staring at the well pump
It depended on which direction he happened to be facing
When the transfixion struck him
It got to the point where he looked forward
To standing transfixed for ½ an hour
It was the high point of his morning
Change the canaries
Feed the Mule
Stand transfixed for ½ an hour
1/15/80
Homestead Valley, Ca.
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From his fantastic book Motel Chronicles.
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