[With Apologies to Scott Fitzgerald] A Diamond as Big as the Ritz
Tonight I practice my farewell speech,
preparing for the time
when your voice will again
materialize on my horizon.
We had fun, didn’t we?
Time crystallized, packed in tightly concentric circles,
carbon copied like a mille-feuille,
like, in fact, a diamond.
A friend once told me the reason
so many jewelers are Jewish is they were always
being forced to flee their homelands –
diamonds being the most efficient way to carry wealth,
you can’t fit a farm in your pocket,
can’t drag livestock very far.
We mined our own time, didn’t we?
It was an efficient way to feel again.
KATE BUCKLEY was born and raised in Lexington, Kentucky, educated at Transylvania University and the University of Kentucky, and works in Advertising. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in a variety of journals including: The Heartland Review, New Southerner, Slipstream, and Spillway, and in the book, Tide Pools, an Anthology of Orange County Poetry. Buckley was also a finalist for the 2007 Joy Bale Boone Poetry Prize. Kate Buckley lives in Laguna Beach, California with her husband and three unruly dogs.