Raw ponies nuzzling at the baubled grony
by Topiary Arrubdaquiri
Like raw ponies
nuzzle at the
baub-
led grony
a lullabye for Bobby
here at the bottom of the
cherry orchard tour
bus-
sing!
Or worse
teeming with
guppy eyes
you nuzzle at the grony
as springs of pony
gallop through the cirrus sky
like anxious horses watch them cur-
sing!
Commentary by Tark Mackintosh
the baubled grony Most likely a flauted poché or slanted cantilever. While not meddling in the Arabian peninsula in capacity of counter-intelligence provocateur, or composing his broken-winged verses horseback at the estate in Algiers, the middle eastern playboy-poet Topiary Arrubdaquiri moonlighted designing racing stables in Monaco and southern France. The baubled grony was a centerpiece of his prolific Middle Years.
raw ponies Just what it sounds like, cowboy: unshod little horses, nuzzling at the baubled grony.
baub- / led The first broken wing, the signature of the arrubdaquiriad that was Arrubdaquiri’s greatest contribution to modernist Algerian verse, appears in the first stanza, still flapping as it were. The second shall not be far behind. Does the poet intend baubled, or Bob led? Arrubdaquiri wore his famous hair in a slung bob for the entirety of his silent film career in Hollywood, on the famous sets of Merlin, Son of Grony, and Tempestas, Tempest Us!.
lullabye for Bobby ‘Bobby’ was his hair. The poet would croon to his own pinioned locks.
cherry orchard tour From what historians have been able to piece together, the most likely source of the tragic rift between Arrubdaquiri and his barista Richard, who left Algiers at the full bloom of spring, with the white cherry blossoms at their zenith on the Rue Didouche, speeding off across the blushing Mediterranean horizon with a boatload of premium arabica beans removed forcibly from Mrs. Arrubdaquiri’s warehouses.
Who under such circumstances would not long to nuzzle at the grony / springs of pony?
bus- / sing! The trilling of the Hollywood choir, flown in for on-location shoots for Son of Grony, howling from the second deck of the tour bus, or the crestfallen Arrubdaquiri forced to bus home after the turncoat Richard threw the keys to his Citroën into the throbbing surf?
guppy eyes The large (for graft) but ultimately blind eyes of the French gendarmes stationed upon the southeast quay, mouse-tachios still sizzling from the fumes of the escaped barista’s speedboat. Scholars speculate that the departure of Richard likely provided inspiration for Arrubdaquiri’s famous sonnet-in-blood ‘I quay, away’.
gallop Typical running action of ponies, the gallop is a powerful, precise four-beat gait, famously dubbed ‘the quadrupedal mazurka’ by our poet (Grony Spring, P. Davis, London 1987, p. 24 et passim).
cirrus sky Infamously amended to serious sky by Dr. Don Markenbaldi in his 1978 edition of The Modern Arrubdaquiriad (Duncelet & Grunfort, New York), despite objections from his fellow editors. Subsequent editors have made a return to the reading of the earliest editions, as doubtlessly intended by the poet. Markenbaldi died of cirrhosus in 1997.
cur- / sing Is it the howling of dogs in the street, or the light cursing of Arrubdaquiri from the westernmost turret of his mother’s guest mansion, where the poet and aesthete had set up his darkroom? We can guess from the photographs salvaged from the Arrubdaquiri postwar estate: the artist softly cursing, barking, or sobbing beneath the safelight, bent over the most recent captures of Richard — the barista at his craft, the poet at his frothy cup; and both together on a picnic blanket perched on La Pointe, teacups and pinkies pointed at eternity.
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