(x = space)
x
x
Fear of Visigoths
x
Now is the penultimate:
The warning
On a moving map,
Digitized attesting to
The storm that’s on its way.
x
There is an open sun
Just now
Belying all aggression in
A strategy of sky—thank goodness
That we know
x
We have a day
To run through all
Remaining shelves
That might have inventory.
x
Barbarian invasions
Of the nervous system—what
The virus doesn’t take,
White digits
Of snow warning will.
x
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x
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Night Job
x
(x = space)
x
x
Introductions
x
Snow on my small town in
The MidAtlantic of
The USA,
Nothing dramatic—
x
It falls and stays
On quiet places
Such as grass
And parked cars,
While on the things that
Sponsor movement
There is only wetness,
Dark and clean:
x
On streets and sidewalks,
Moving cars,
And such
x
From the waist up,
It seems November
x
Today we’re met
With winter
(here and now)
Not in discontent,
A week before it’s due by
The saint’s calendar
x
We should take it
A decency
In an indecent year
x
x
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Photo by Aditya Vyas on Unsplash
x
Fate Unravels
(for Rosema in pandemic time)
x
I don’t know what to say
Today, it’s Friday
Hanukkah
Christmastime
Specifically, the Advent
Season
x
Who is coming to my house?
No one, for above the
First floor, we are not friends
x
We’re good as strangers
And a little worse
It’s so pretty outside
In a pastel way
It’s not as cold
As December should be
Around here
But it’s within the comfort zone
Generally,
Forties to seventies,
And I should not complain
x
A murder mystery
And if there’s no one to admire
Or a hero garnering
My admiration,
Then I’m not sure how much
I’ll care,
Since it isn’t real death, after all
x
So I’ll close the book and choose another
I’ll choose another day
Simply by waiting,
Persisting through this one
Not that it’s bad
But it’s the same
x
Under the aegis of pandemic
An aegis that’s a weight
Upon the mind, the heart, the soul
That we’re supposed to love God with,
All three
x
As for festivities,
It’s all right to have them quietly
Under a cellular radar
And should,
Like Penelope or fate,
We have to unloom the loom
Each night,
We’ll have another day
To reweave
With what we have
To raise our masks
Like players on an ancient
Stage,
To love close up
And as current love requires
From far away
x
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x
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x
(x = space)
x
x
Rescue Time
x
1
x
Monday
Is remembrance
And for some reason
(for that reason?)
A deadline for
Medicare plans
x
We remember days
Invaded and sometimes
Days invading:
x
Sixth of June
In Normandy,
Sometimes Grenada
x
Remembrance to
Become a kind of normalcy;
We turn it
Into ritual,
A plain on which to
Cry
However smally
And to celebrate,
Wave small flags
Attending on parades
x
Later or before
By gravestones or
With photo albums
x
2
x
We’ll have
So many reasons
To remember now
With names and with dates
x
We could remember
As we go
x
The numbers needing
To dealt with
For what they mean
In bodies
And the layers of
What they mean,
What has been lost
x
Talk of remembrance
Ironically
Or,
Ignoring politics,
Through the heart
x
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x
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x
(x = space)
x
x
Good One
(in pandemic time)
x
Watch the game
Through the phone
Or tablet
Or computer
x
Eat with the group you know
And keep it small
A family parameter is fine
If not the number that
You’re used to
x
Eat
Laugh
Play games
Clean up
x
Pretty good, overall
Thanksgiving Day
Reborn in the USA
x
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x
x
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x
Anticipation
(in pandemic time)
x
A day of
Thanksgiving
Is a week or so
From now
x
The Canadians
Had theirs on
Traditional
Columbus Day
And my sister’s
Birthday
x
We could combine
The two (not
the birthday) and
Thank first people
For tying up our
Boats, once
We got here
And then have
A national apology
Day for what was
Done to them
Next and since
It’s going to be
A bitterer day,
Anyway
x
Maybe we should
Thank the thankless
For a change,
Which would add
Some sweetness
x
And bittersweet
Ain’t bad
x
There’s wisdom
In it, for it’s
A quality
Both positive
And tempered
x
A good
Thanksgiving,
USA, once we get
There and in
Anticipation
x
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x
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Ketchup Bottles at Fullers Coffee Shop
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