Poet’s Beat ~ The End of an Ethnic Dream by Jay Wright

Free Within Ourselves

The End of an Ethnic Dream

by Jay Wright

Cigarettes in my mouth

to puncture blisters in my brain.

My bass a fine piece of furniture.

My fingers soft, too soft to rattle

rafters in second-rate halls.

The harmonies I could never learn

stick in Ayler‘s screams.

An African chant chokes us. My image shot.

If you look off over the Hudson,

the dark cooperatives spit at the dinghies

floating up the night.

A young boy pisses

on lovers rolling against each other

under a trackless el.

This could have been my town,

with light strings that could stand a tempo.

Now,

it’s the end

of an ethnic dream.

I’ve grown intellectual,

go on accumulating furniture and books,

damning literature, writing “for myself,”

calculating the possibilities that someone

will love me, or sleep with me.

Eighteen-year-old girls come back from the Southern

leers and make me cry.

Here, there are

coffee shops, bars,

natural tonsorial parlors,

plays, streets,

pamphlets, days, sun,

heat, love, anger,

politics, days, and sun.

Here, we shoot off

every day to new horizons,

coffee shops, bars,

natural tonsorial parlors,

plays, streets,

pamphlets, days, sun,

heat, love, anger,

politics, days, and sun.

It is the end of an ethnic dream.

My bass a fine piece of furniture.

My brain blistered.

Jay Wright, “The End of an Ethnic Dream” from Transfigurations: Collected Poems (Baton Rouge: Louisiana State University Press, 2000). Copyright © 2000 by Jay Wright. Reprinted with the permission of the author.

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