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Richard Beban


THE GREAT TRAIN ROBBERY and PANTOUM UPON BEING DEALT THE FOOL FROM THE TAROT AND THE HAND FROM THE MEXICAN LOTTERY

THE GREAT TRAIN ROBBERY

epigraph:"To forestall or prevent…hostile acts by our adversaries, the United States will, if necessary, act preemptively." —From The National Security Strategy of The United States of America, September 19, 2002


How convenient to assume our "first strike"
won't resemble Mussolini's tender
protection of Italy from
Ethiopia, Hitler's annexing
the Rhineland to rescue Germany,
or even Franco's Guernica.

Our first strike to protect Texas
oil, the legal rights of Tyco & Enron
campaign donors, our time-honored allies
the Saudi royal family, our way
of life (SUVs & greenhouse gases),
won't resemble the Russians' attack on

Chechnya.  Pakistan & India
won't each assume the same moral right
to pre-empt its neighbor by nuking first.
We are different.  We are America.
We export culture.  In 1903
Edwin Porter's film, The Great Train Robbery,

shocked the world when a Western rogue pulled his gun
& shot straight into the gasping crowd.
We know precisely what we're doing.
We invented the cowboy movie.

[21 September 2002]



PANTOUM ON BEING DEALT THE FOOL
FROM THE TAROT & THE HAND
FROM THE MEXICAN LOTTERY

The fool steps off the precipice—
the hand, la mano, can't make him stop.
In a cartoon world, he floats without falling;
faith is all we have to hold us up.

The hand, la mano, can't make him stop
despite the authority in its voice.
Faith is all we have to hold us up
in a world of fools & sleight-of hand.

Despite the authority in its voice,
the church stands ragged with its begging bowl.
In a world of fools & sleight-of hand
the old magic wanes & drains out of the land.

The church stands ragged with its begging bowl
& the emperor poses without his clothes;
the old magic wanes & drains out of the land,
the fool's faith is more than we can stand.

& the emperor poses without his clothes
as his cabinet, too, gapes naked.
The fool's faith is more than we can stand,
but where is the hand that can make him stop?

As his cabinet, too, gapes naked
in a cartoon world, he floats without falling.
But where is the hand that can make him stop?
The fool steps off the precipice.

[13 December 2002]


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