“The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love” by Ronald Koertge (repost)

I leave the number and a short
message on every green Volvo
in town
Is anything wrong?
I miss you.
574-7423

The phone rings constantly.
One says, Are you bald?
Another, How tall are you in
your stocking feet?

Most just reply, Nothing’s wrong.
I miss you, too.

 

—   “The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love,” Ronald Koertge (@ronkoertge)

“Sidekicks” by Ronald Koertge (repost)

They were never handsome and often came
with a hormone imbalance manifested by corpulence,
a yodel of a voice or ears big as kidneys.

But each was brave. More than once a sidekick
has thrown himself in front of our hero in order
to receive the bullet or blow meant for that
perfect face and body.

Thankfully, heroes never die in movies and leave
the sidekick alone. He would not stand for it.
Gabby or Pat, Pancho or Andy remind us of a part
of ourselves,

the dependent part that can never grow up,
the part that is painfully eager to please,
always wants a hug and never gets enough.

Who could sit in a darkened theatre, listen
to the organ music and watch the best
of ourselves lowered into the ground while
the rest stood up there, tears pouring off
that enormous nose.

“Sidekicks” by Ronald Koertge from Life on the Edge of the Continent: Selected Poems, 1982
University of Arkansas Press. You may visit Ron’s website: RonKoertge.com.

Paul Newman and Robert Redford in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)
Paul Newman and Robert Redford in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid1969. (Via)

 

origially posted: 1/29/14

(I will be on a digital hiatus/detox during October. I’ll be running a collection of previously posted material from 2014, the first year of Words. Hopefully it will be new or nearly new to most of you. I may be slow to reply to comments or emails that need response. Thanks for understanding, xo, Christy)

“The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love” by Ronald Koertge

I leave the number and a short
message on every green Volvo
in town
Is anything wrong?
I miss you.
574-7423

The phone rings constantly.
One says, Are you bald?
Another, How tall are you in
your stocking feet?

Most just reply, Nothing’s wrong.
I miss you, too.

—   “The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love,” Ronald Koertge (@ronkoertge)

Sidekicks

They were never handsome and often came
with a hormone imbalance manifested by corpulence,
a yodel of a voice or ears big as kidneys.

But each was brave. More than once a sidekick
has thrown himself in front of our hero in order
to receive the bullet or blow meant for that
perfect face and body.

Thankfully, heroes never die in movies and leave
the sidekick alone. He would not stand for it.
Gabby or Pat, Pancho or Andy remind us of a part
of ourselves,

the dependent part that can never grow up,
the part that is painfully eager to please,
always wants a hug and never gets enough.

Who could sit in a darkened theatre, listen
to the organ music and watch the best
of ourselves lowered into the ground while
the rest stood up there, tears pouring off
that enormous nose.

“Sidekicks” by Ronald Koertge from Life on the Edge of the Continent: Selected Poems, 1982
University of Arkansas Press. You may visit Ron’s website: RonKoertge.com.

Paul Newman and Robert Redford in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)
Paul Newman and Robert Redford in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid1969. (Via)