I recently discovered that the wonderful author Denis Johnson was also a poet. After he passed away a few weeks ago, I did some research on his works. I came across a book with his collected works of poems. It came in the mail yesterday and as I was perusing through it, I realized I couldn’t put it down. I power read it, but will definitely read it slowly so I can absorb the magic that is Denis Johnson.
Day 12: THE THRONE OF THE THIRD HEAVEN OF THE NATIONS MILLENNIUM GENERAL ASSEMBLY, by Denis Johnson
Loving you is every bit as fine
as coming over a hill into the sun
at ninety miles an hour darling when
it’s dawn and you can hear the stars unlocking
themselves from the designs of God beneath
the disintegrating orchestra of my black
Chevrolet. The radio clings to an un-
identified station–somewhere a tango suffers,
and the dance floor burns around two lovers
whom nothing can touch–no, not even death!
Oh! the acceleration with which my heart does proceed,
reaching like stars almost but never quite
of light the speed of light the speed of light.