WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:03.660 align:middle line:90% 00:00:03.660 --> 00:00:10.320 align:middle line:84% Many of us, maybe all of us entertain somewhere 00:00:10.320 --> 00:00:19.380 align:middle line:84% in our consciousness an image of a completed relationship, 00:00:19.380 --> 00:00:21.480 align:middle line:84% completed constellation of a loving relationship. 00:00:21.480 --> 00:00:23.280 align:middle line:84% The family is the core, of course. 00:00:23.280 --> 00:00:27.120 align:middle line:90% 00:00:27.120 --> 00:00:30.030 align:middle line:84% And I came to write this poem, which 00:00:30.030 --> 00:00:33.780 align:middle line:84% I realized once I had gotten deep into it and finished it, 00:00:33.780 --> 00:00:38.580 align:middle line:84% that it was really a poem about the desire for that, the desire 00:00:38.580 --> 00:00:42.540 align:middle line:84% to possess that image, that however delusional 00:00:42.540 --> 00:00:45.150 align:middle line:84% it is, the desire to possess that image. 00:00:45.150 --> 00:00:47.370 align:middle line:84% The title poem is "White Blouse White Shirt." 00:00:47.370 --> 00:00:49.800 align:middle line:84% And it's set in a particular time. 00:00:49.800 --> 00:00:55.410 align:middle line:84% It's set at roughly in the early 1950s 00:00:55.410 --> 00:00:57.720 align:middle line:84% in Atlantic City on a boardwalk in Atlantic City 00:00:57.720 --> 00:01:01.080 align:middle line:84% when Atlantic City was a very different place what it is now. 00:01:01.080 --> 00:01:03.690 align:middle line:84% It was a place that faced the ocean. 00:01:03.690 --> 00:01:05.489 align:middle line:90% It opened itself to the ocean. 00:01:05.489 --> 00:01:09.270 align:middle line:84% And it entertained all kinds of summertime populations, 00:01:09.270 --> 00:01:12.510 align:middle line:84% from working-class populations like my own 00:01:12.510 --> 00:01:19.200 align:middle line:84% to sort of populations who could come and actually shop 00:01:19.200 --> 00:01:23.910 align:middle line:84% for fur coats on the boardwalk of Atlantic City by the sand. 00:01:23.910 --> 00:01:27.460 align:middle line:90% Unbelievable. 00:01:27.460 --> 00:01:29.670 align:middle line:84% And one of the things that sweethearts would do, 00:01:29.670 --> 00:01:31.128 align:middle line:84% young sweethearts would do, is they 00:01:31.128 --> 00:01:34.320 align:middle line:84% would rent one of these chairs that somebody would push you 00:01:34.320 --> 00:01:36.000 align:middle line:90% around, one these chairs. 00:01:36.000 --> 00:01:39.280 align:middle line:90% 00:01:39.280 --> 00:01:43.337 align:middle line:84% This is set in a period where if you pulled into a gas station 00:01:43.337 --> 00:01:44.920 align:middle line:84% and there's somebody to fill the tank, 00:01:44.920 --> 00:01:46.170 align:middle line:90% you'd say "fill it up, chief". 00:01:46.170 --> 00:01:52.450 align:middle line:90% 00:01:52.450 --> 00:01:56.020 align:middle line:90% "White Blouse White Shirt". 00:01:56.020 --> 00:01:58.870 align:middle line:84% "Snow falls on the boardwalk where they never 00:01:58.870 --> 00:02:01.390 align:middle line:90% walked that winter. 00:02:01.390 --> 00:02:06.940 align:middle line:84% Street lamps in white boas, surf light patching shuttered 00:02:06.940 --> 00:02:09.850 align:middle line:90% storefronts, where are they? 00:02:09.850 --> 00:02:14.590 align:middle line:84% The Ferris wheel they once rode looks green. 00:02:14.590 --> 00:02:18.280 align:middle line:84% In this other snapshot, she wears pedal pushers. 00:02:18.280 --> 00:02:20.560 align:middle line:90% He's in summer whites. 00:02:20.560 --> 00:02:23.980 align:middle line:84% They swing cigarettes and hold hands, walking toward me, 00:02:23.980 --> 00:02:30.400 align:middle line:84% it seems, into breezy life where they don't know I'm waiting. 00:02:30.400 --> 00:02:32.920 align:middle line:84% Now, they're renting a rolling chair. 00:02:32.920 --> 00:02:38.170 align:middle line:84% Inside the wicker cow, he says a five-dollar ride, chief. 00:02:38.170 --> 00:02:41.950 align:middle line:90% It's Chinese, like Charlie Chan. 00:02:41.950 --> 00:02:45.070 align:middle line:90% Sand buries the sea noise. 00:02:45.070 --> 00:02:49.090 align:middle line:84% Rising sands rise from the boards into deft sea winds 00:02:49.090 --> 00:02:52.660 align:middle line:84% as they roll past windows larvaed 00:02:52.660 --> 00:02:59.110 align:middle line:84% with delftware and sable stalls licking each other's fingers. 00:02:59.110 --> 00:03:04.930 align:middle line:84% French fries and paper cones, when did the boardwalk 00:03:04.930 --> 00:03:07.000 align:middle line:90% look like that? 00:03:07.000 --> 00:03:10.300 align:middle line:90% When was that fresh stuff? 00:03:10.300 --> 00:03:14.110 align:middle line:84% I stencil red winged blackbirds into the scenes 00:03:14.110 --> 00:03:17.830 align:middle line:84% and lilac brushing window panes and crocus, 00:03:17.830 --> 00:03:24.550 align:middle line:84% one garden of one season composite where we look out. 00:03:24.550 --> 00:03:29.800 align:middle line:84% And between them, I become an hourglass of sand and light 00:03:29.800 --> 00:03:35.290 align:middle line:84% beside the ocean where the sun lets more snow 00:03:35.290 --> 00:03:37.860 align:middle line:90% fall around our heads." 00:03:37.860 --> 00:03:41.000 align:middle line:90%