The Visalia high school year book theme,
class of 1949, was atomic energy.
and that was seen somehow, as benign.
Poor Julius and Ethel Rosenberg sought
to democratize the H-bomb.
They got the electric chair.
Meanwhile, my grandpa Smith
had his eyes on eleven acres of sand
beside the river named St John.
The magazines promised us
a rocket-powered
magnesium alloy future,
all streamlined couches
and flying vacuum cleaners.
-we got big fins on cars.
Walter Keane's wife painted big-eyed waifs
-but he took the credit and the money,
Beatnik Jack hit the road
and Senator Jack wed young Jackie.
Beside the river named St John,
the honeysuckle twined around
the well on Grandpa Smith’s farm.
and he grew a ton of tomatoes,
melons,and peppers.
Isaac Asimov coined the first rule
for automatons:
Do no harm to humans.
Because we had that covered
pretty well ourselves.
I feel ya mark ,very nice .
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ReplyDeleteThe juxtapositions are well executed and the flow of the poem is like flaring downstream. Well done.
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