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| The old box set from long ago; click below to hear the song |
Leisurely and upbeat,
"Enna Bella" plays.
Eric Monty Morris
sings it "EEE-na bell-AA"
20 years ago I failed
to note the conflict
between word and sound
when the song seemed to play
every day at the cramped
bookstore in Guerneville
while my insides churned;
not my guts, I had none,
but my soul, in and out
of fetal position unable
to get comfortable,
while pleading for attention,
solution, peace,
and on a Monday
21 years later
I hear "EeenabellAA"
and I can feel the inner gyre
again. I never freed it.
My soul is my only enemy.
Young I thought this
an accomplishment,
21 springs on a failure
born of fear and feint,
lies of word and sound,
too frequent agreement,
21 springs away, Enna Bella,
my soul still wears the iron mask.
J. O'Brien
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