Original poem reprinted online here: "L’Avenir est Quelque Chose" by Dobby Gibson Originally read: May 17, 2013 More information about the Poet: Dobby Gibson So thanks to Songs of Eretz Poetry E-zine & Blog for translating the title. "The Future is Something" in French. I don't know the reference to the title. Regardless, the poem is scattered in its focus. There's images and similes that expand the absurdist tone that's trying to stay sane, trying to remember. The focus in the first few lines is on the speakers ability to only think about umbrellas -- not the physical representation of umbrellas, but the ownership of one, "I how I can't remember how / I came to possess whatever weird one." However, the lines that have three quick similes in them expand the idea of ownership through the other half of the comparison -- what it could be like: I find in my hand, like now, how they hang there on brass hooks ...
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