Ode To The Stroller _ a Poem by Yuri Kageyama by Yuri Kageyama published on 2018-02-12T12:33:58Z ode to the stroller a poem by Yuri Kageyama we zip weightless like silent angels up and down San Francisco hills running on the mother of all energy greener than solar rolling rolling rolling with laughter cream acid rock ‘n’ rolling lightning dazzling wheels gara-gara-gara-gara teethers jangling dangling dancing going mad on strangle-free rubbery ribbons up and down the Avenues J-town, Clement Street Golden Gate Park Museum of Modern Art we are singing: “Ouma no oyako wa nakayoshi koyoshi itsudemo issho ni pokkuri pokkuri aruku” perfume wind in our hair springing over potholes not even stopping just for breast feeds connected as one through this magical machine me pushing you riding the Lamborghini of strollers the Gundam of strollers the little train that could of strollers up up up into the joyous clouds zooming wheeeeee down slurping slopes around swervacious curves we are one yes, we are one tied in the past with our umbilical cord and even in death in our dreams Read by Yuri Kageyama (also playing percussion and random toys) with Kouzan Kikuchi (shakuhachi), Hirokazu Natsuaki (cello) and Winchester Nii Tete (percussion) January 2018, for a book party for Tokyo Poetry Journal, in which the poem was published. Photo by John Matthews. Genre Storytelling
