the prairie home companion

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The Prairie Home Companion


Between the hand and the handle,
the soup and the nose,
the notion and the voice,
enters the comforting idea
that things will soon return to normal.

His clothes should betray him.
The suit and the shoes.
The death of a salesman
who fades while suggesting
that things will soon return to normal.

Assurance without insurance.
The phone rings next.
You’ve hit a kangaroo
and can’t complete the run
to get back here to normal.

He came in low enough
to knock a wheel out.
If he’d crashed on your lap,
through your low windscreen,
that would be the new normal.

More and more pointillism.
More and more dots.


Philip White












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