Icarus Bicycling

Icarus Bicycling
Herbert Woodward Martin

In Memory of David Ignatow

My uncle “Jay-Bird”
dared gravity with
both his bicycle
and his penis.
They were
his lucky charms,
instruments calculated
to make music
and to seduce any listener
within earshot.
He made the wind
catch its own breath.
After a short
and dazzling life
he disappeared
behind a veil of mystery
concerning his exploits,
having never flown
towards the sun.

about the author
Herbert Woodward Martin has just published his newest volume of poems titled:On The Flyleaf.  It was published by Bottom Dog Press of Huron, Ohio. His Christmas/Hanukkah essay will be broadcast on WVXU on Christmas Day 2013.