Chloe on Hippies
by Corey Mesler

My ten-year-old daughter,
whose obsessions are legendary,
is now fascinated by hippies.
Daily she asks me for verification:
was Jimi Hendrix a hippie?
Was Janis Joplin?
I am awash in dayglo devotion.
This morning, still loopy from sleep,
her hair ferine like Abbie Hoffman’s,
she shuffles in with this:
did hippies paint their cars and buses?
I try to explain. She nods,
patient with my fumbling.
Really, though, she already has it
in that corybantic place, her head.
That place which I can only hope
to follow Grace’s admonition and feed.

by Corey Mesler

The part where you put it down.
The page where your vision
leaves you. The period
that you saw coming and could
not avoid. The book you
didn’t even want to start has now
had its say and
you feel violated as if it were you
that had been thoroughly read.  


Corey Mesler is the author of a novel-in-dialogue, Talk (Livingston
Press, 2002), and the newly released novel,
We are Billion-Year-Old
.  His poetry and prose have been published in Turnrow,
Adirondack Review, Paumanok Review, Yankee Pot Roast, Monday
, Elimae, and many others.  He lives in Memphis, Tennessee,
where he and his wife own
Burke’s Book Store, one of the country’s
oldest (1875) independent bookstores.

On “Chloe on Hippies”:  My daughter is an endless source of
inspiration, a bottomless well of enthusiasm and fervor. She is a
great lesson for her middle-aged father who is sunk into himself
too often, too often.

On “This is the End”:  There comes a moment after finishing a book
when the world seems to open up like the back of a wardrobe
into alternate realities.  It is a moment of power when the reader
says, “I have mastered this book. I can now master another,
any other.”  
Like all such moments, it is both true and false, both illusory and real.

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Apple Valley Review:
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ISSN 1931-3888

Volume 1, Number 1
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