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atomic lemon drops #9: blue roses pt. II

07/15/13 , , , , , , , , ,


here’s a brand new poem for the atomic lemon drops series.  i’ve been working on this one for a while and recently got it to a spot where it’s worthy of your attention.  check it out + the usual background on the piece below.  share any questions & reactions in the comment section.  

Blue Roses Pt. II

When the quiet comes,
watch me pop-lock into Death’s
old school Caddy. Bloodclot
red, rims lean to the side,
we cruise the city of angels
looking for God. That bum
on the corner said:
“You’ll see Him near Sunset,
draped in everever & grace.
At His heels swoon stars,
burning for true scriptures
and a picture near Perfection.
He signed mine with a rainbow.”
Her sign said:



last year, i watched flying lotus‘s stunning video “until the quiet comes” (dir. kahlih joseph).  check it out here:

starting around the 1:50 mark is what pushed me to sketch out the beginning of this poem (didn’t have a particular poem in mind at the time, just wanted to write).  from there, different questions arose:

  • why would somebody dance after being shot?
  • who is driving the car?  where are they going?
  • if you saw god in downtown la, what would he look like?  what would he be doing?

answers led to more questions & more writing.  over time, the poem’s different narratives began to emerge as well as the developed logic underneath it all.

much of that logic is tied to the idea of blue roses.  you won’t find a real blue rose in nature (like the one pictured above, most you’ll see today are white roses painted blue).  still, this hasn’t kept people over the years from trying to find or create the flower (the closest scientists have gotten through genetic engineering is a mauve rose).  because of this, the blue rose has been associated with a sense of mystery and a hope for attaining the unattainable.  i see a similar vibe around the main pursuit in the poem (god, religion, peace/comfort) where depending on how you read the bum’s sign in the end, one might doubt or have faith that the speaker’s search will be successful.

rudyard kipling wrote a poem called blue roses, but the part II in my title isn’t related to that.  as i was writing, i envisioned two independent poems that could be read in concert with each other. you’re getting part II first since i finished it first.

again, feel free to share your questions & comments.  anything from high praise to “this is the worst thing ever” to “i don’t get…could you explain?” will be more than welcome.

previously in atomic lemon drops: package for my teachera confusing two minutes and four seconds | barbershop | grim reaper | dear leader | weekend in jamaica | rehearsal for “when doors slam shut” | a poem called lauryn

© Carlton Williams Jr. and atolemdro, 2013. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this poem without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Carlton Williams Jr. and atolemdro with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.


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