Doing Capote


Nobody could do Capote—

Like Capote did himself
Supposedly inventing a
Whole new Novel genre

The Novel as Film Noir—
The Book as a Movie
I saw it all in the Granada
Kansas turned into Film

Emporians weren’t ready—
Shocked by the Violence
To think that the Killers
Slithered through downtown


The weird thing was that—

I lived next door in Emporia

To Mr. & Mrs. Haynes there on

Constitution Street in town


A long elm-shaded street—

Stretching down lazy afternoons

Past KSTC campus to my small

Emporia High School 

The only murders I’d known—
Were the Hollywood ones then
In the Granada & the Strand
And the 50-S Drive In

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