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Daily Poem – John Lennon

September 9, 2014

John Lennon

By Mary Jo Salter b. 1954

The music was already turning sad,
      those fresh-faced voices singing in a round
            the lie that time could set its needle back
and play from the beginning. Had you lived
      to eighty, as you’d wished, who knows?—you might
            have broken from the circle of that past
more ours than yours. Never even sure
      which was the truest color for your hair
            (it changed with each photographer), we claimed
you for ourselves; called you John and named
      the day you left us (spun out like a reel—
            the last broadcast to prove you’d lived at all)
an end to hope itself. It isn’t true,
      and worse, does you no justice if we call
            your death the death of anything but you.
II
It put you in the headlines once again:
      years after you’d left the band, you joined
            another—of those whose lives, in breaking, link
all memory with their end. The studio
      of history can tamper with you now,
            as if there’d always been a single track
chance traveled on, and your discordant voice
      had led us to the final violence.
            Yet like the times when I, a star-crossed fan,
had catalogued your favorite foods, your views
      on monarchy and war, and gaily clipped
            your quips and daily antics from the news,
I keep a loving record of your death.
      All the evidence is in—of what,
            and to what end, it’s hard to figure out,
riddles you might have beat into a song.
      A younger face of yours, a cover shot,
            peered from all the newsstands as if proof
of some noteworthy thing you’d newly done.
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