Academic journal article Pennsylvania Literary Journal

The View from Consciousness

Academic journal article Pennsylvania Literary Journal

The View from Consciousness

Article excerpt

When I first encountered Freud's notion

that "consciousness is a disease"

I sat between two venerable magnolia trees

as sultry coeds ambled lazily by, at ease

with themselves and my roving eye.

I was young and on the prowl, and to be

so disposed required, I supposed, precisely

what Freud dismissed. Hence, in similar fashion

I dismissed the idea as rank (pun intended, Otto)

nonsense and opted for a plate of red beans,

rice and andouille at the Underground Cafe.

As years passed and memories, both sour

and sweet, accrued, it seemed the deficits,

not the interest, not the whipped cream

and bon bons, accumulated more fiercely.

Therefore I sat me beneath a yew in mid-winter

(the magnolias had long since shed themselves)

and re-thought thought. Two mourning doves cooed

from an upper bough, a squirrel darted by

with a plump acorn in its mouth. I rued

the evanescence of days, the brutal magnetic tug

forward into time's moist jaws -and the coeds

had vanished into hovels or mansions elsewhere. …

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