HELEN O’NEILL DAVIS
collects dolls, bells ring the stores of troy burned down, were torn down we walked everywhere we walked to THE VOLCANO to THE VOLCANO we walked a sign of happiness bakeries there were bakeries everywhere a sign of good fortune, so many bakeries including the nelligan’s a marriage mixed catholic & episcopal we thought this troy was the only troy we took the dayboat to NYC, who’s coming to town? maybe uncle sam let’s take a walk to proctor’s i guess we’re living longer than we thought they look so poor, i almost didn’t let them in
HELEN CRANDELL WHALEN VILLANELLE everybody died i’m learning to control my temper i took off, it was fun, i loved it there were cameras in the store i don’t have to look everybody died one helen’s enough, trust me i love reading books i took off, it was fun, i loved it people think i’m stupid i went to proctor’s theater everybody died there’s nothing more to say my hair’s braided like a family i took off, it was fun, i loved it if you did something wrong, they punished you one helen is enough, trust me i don’t have to look she was mean she didn’t like any of the crandells one helen is enough, trust me i had to clean other people’s houses for a dollar a day my hair’s braided like a family if you did something wrong, they punished you one helen is enough, trust me i don’t have to look she was mean she didn’t like any of the crandells one helen is enough, trust me i had to clean other people’s houses for a dollar a day my hair’s braided like a family
i’m 66 & smart as a whip they’d call me the orphan-brat i took off, it was fun, i loved it when you’re an orphan you do anything i went to proctor’s theater i’m learning to control my temper it’s been rough my favorite color’s maybe yellow everybody died i took off, it was fun, i loved it
HELEN FULLER a gold helen a steiner helen an interrogative helen the free verse helen the coal-mining helen mimi, a revolving lavender helen a camp hill helen the massage lavender light a massaging helen, that’s a kind of pennsylvania therapy, a sowinski helen who just happened to wind up being a helen of troy -- hey helen the sun’s coming out! wait up! finally a fuller helen to always be reincarnated as a helen -- would you remember the irises in your front yard? what color were they? maybe Goethe planted them, along with tulips like a convertible auto a 1965 ford galaxie in pink and purple, the glove compartment is as refrigerated as a stream still too cold to be in june helen fuller looks like kate mullaney let’s frame these remedies like the eyes of sowinski jellyfish so we can always see beings at ease