#5, for 12/21/16
At Winter’s Solstice
Darkness gives way to the light.
This year, it lingers.
#6, for 12/28/16
Not yet New Year’s Day:
My resolutions were made
On Election Eve.
#5, for 12/21/16
At Winter’s Solstice
Darkness gives way to the light.
This year, it lingers.
#6, for 12/28/16
Not yet New Year’s Day:
My resolutions were made
On Election Eve.
Done
What we know is:
He did it.
We know how
(The rope, the ceiling)
Not why life’s center
Slipped beyond his grasp
Responsibility:
Did he leave with it on his shoulders,
Or on the backs of others?
About last Wednesday
I had ideas —
Lots of them,
In flight and vicious:
Vultures,
Pterodactyls,
Vampire bats,
Green bottle flies.
Flapping their wings
Buzzing, hissing
Snapping at each other.
Even at the end
As they sank into the darkness
Too exhausted to fly,
Their malice was not so spent
As to recommend a close encounter
I had ideas,
But no words for last Wednesday