Movements
by Scott Withiam
The first weekend of every month Judi and Wendi
left New York City, drove straight and fast for some struggling
east coast downtown buoyed by a tourist trap. They parked in the
free lot provided by the main attraction, an aquarium, say, and
then traveled by foot, immediately bypassed the cobblestone street
with its bright, flapping pennants, its stretch of souvenir shops
crammed with busloads of elderly and students. They beat it for
five or six blocks away, where the shout of rejuvenation had been
heard but had not landed, where the cool, the cutting edge waited
to take off. Friends admired them for taking means available to
them to go beyond the available. They were a kind of last Lewis
and Clark, mapmakers of what adventure still remained in America.
But ask either Judi or Wendi and they said it was just like something
two friends could do, you know. And then, they might also tell
about the time that they stumbled upon ultimate cool, the Museum
of Failed Museums. It was soon to open, a sign said, in the first
story window of a defunct three-story department store. They peeked
inside one of its dusty display windows, at the displays left
behind, the racks and strewn hangers, the fallen ceiling tiles.
The young curator and owner, Will, opened the door. “Not
up and running, but you’re welcome to come inside and take
a look,” he said. “I’ll even show you our first
acquisition.” That was The Modern Cardboard Box Museum.
“But it’s just a photograph,” Wendi said. “What
would you expect?” Will said. “It never got off the
ground.” “This isn’t going to make it,”
Judi said. “But that’s the whole idea,” Will
said. Yes, Judi and Wendi might tell all of this, if they were
still here. They took off with Will. We do, however, from time
to time, hear from them – through invitations to The Museum
of Failed Museums, wherever it moves. They read: Don’t
bother. By the time you get this, we’re gone.
Scott Withiam’s poems are recently out in Ascent, The Florida Review, Margie, Pleiades, Ploughshares, Sentences, and Willow Springs. His chapbook, Desperate Acts and Deliveries, was last year’s winner of the Two Rivers Review Chapbook Contest. His first book, Arson & Prophets, was published by the Ashland Poetry Press in 2003. (2/2005)

