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A Prequel to Aeneid

A Prequel to Aeneid

 

I imagine I’m

On the porch of

An ancient Greek house

There are pillars all around

It’s a warm, airless day

 

And me, I’m doing this

I’m writing

Maybe I’m leaving something for

Posterity, because

By government or commerce

Speechifying’s more important

 

It could be a will

A source for disagreement

When I’m gone

Or mischief in an epic

Something afterward to leave around

Somewhere

For the future, maybe for a conqueror

 

In which I take the loser’s side

And change the tone of

Everything

 

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Photo by Aubrey Rose Odom on Unsplash

 

Life in Fiction

Life in Fiction

 

I can’t recommend it

Though I’ve tried it

There are dangers

You can enumerate as well

As I

But we can incorporate

We like our heroes, after all

And want to have them with us

Better yet, inside us

Or the ingenue

The clever mentor

Master-mistress of arms

Or the crafty villain

Who may or may not repent

 

There are heroes in reality

To emulate

Such as the Ganders in Newfoundland

On 9/11

But sometimes exaggeration helps,

Which is what we get in stories

Sometimes in poems

Certainly in sagas

 

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Gregory Peck publicity photo for the film To Kill a Mockingbird, 1962

Universal Pictures – eBay, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=67270089

 

The Day the World Came to Town: 9/11 in Gander, Newfoundland by Jim DeFede

 

Prescribe Contemplation

Prescribe Contemplation

 

Forgive me

For a fat mind

And soul leaden

With lethargy

Crowding out the angels

Pressing leaves of better notions

From a wisdom tree

I’d do so much better

Reading these even if I can’t

Hear heaven’s language

While living low to

Ground

Unearned wings

Plus siren’s wax all

Impeding taller clarity

 

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Photo by veeterzy on Unsplash

 

Feeding Friends’ Cats

Feeding Friends’ Cats

(or Feeding Cat Friends)

 

One cat makes

Little cat-sounds while eating

I don’t mean slurps and burps

I mean sighs and mews

As if to say,

This is good

This is thoughtful work

Leave me alone

 

The other cat’s a vacuum

And has become dog-sized

Going after food that cats typically

Eschew (not chew)

He does this because

Like the tall mountain,

The food is there

 

I like them both

Each a version of cat-crazy

And me for volunteering

Their human parents get a trip to

Europe

I stay here and stoke my allergens

I’ll recover later

 

Maybe they’ll offer me

A cushion in cat-heaven

Probably not

 

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Photo by Harshil Gudka on Unsplash

brothers

 

All Things Bright

All Things Bright

 

To be prosaic about it, today is

the definition of a summer

day.

It’s hot (eighties), and it’s

dry.

The sky is pale blue, and scattered clouds

(cumulo-cirrus?) are flying high;

there is a faint breeze.

 

Just right for children

to be outside

playing.

Riding bikes, hanging out with friends

at the Soldiers and Sailors

Park.

Walking to the community pool

with sponsors,

swimming in the pool,

taking a breath

between adventures.

 

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George Hodan

https://www.publicdomainpictures.net/en/view-image.php?image=190361&picture=sunshine-background

 

No Sin Required to Have Grace Abound

No Sin Required to Have Grace Abound

(Romans 6:1 and 2, that funny, funny Paul)

 

Grace

I want to write about it

Maybe because I need it

I don’t know how the mealtime

Prayer became “grace”

Because grace is momentary?

We ask for your blessing now, because

We’ll only need it

‘Til the food is gone

 

Grace is a surprise

And, as I’ve said, like a bird

It flies, it alights, it sings

It takes off again

Grace goes where it is needed

Costs nothing, and it saves

Sometimes we do get

What we didn’t pay for

 

Grace cuts through works

Though doesn’t undervalue them

(show me faith without works)

Like Jesus, grace provides means

And a way to God

Though discipleship is not required

 

When you receive grace,

Nothing is required

But a hope (a hope) for better living

And sometime or no time

To respond to

What goes quietly below

A plea for faith

An argument to hear

 

If not, then not

Grace will help us, anyway

That is its nature

And its calling

You can hear in every bird

Even the ostrich through the sand

(I don’t think ostriches really do that

I can look that up

I did: they don’t)

 

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Donarreiskoffer – Own work, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=7869007

 

https://animals.howstuffworks.com/birds/do-ostriches-really-bury-heads-in-sand.htm

clear and helpful article about ostriches and sand

 

Solace

Solace

 

It’s a kindness, really

To have a little something of my own

A pen, a pair of glasses

A pipe stand that belonged to my father

A photo of my mother, when she was a girl

Holding a little cat

 

It’s not remembrance

Or nostalgia

Mostly, it’s regret

For what they didn’t have

But should have had

 

A comfort only

That so much pain is gone

Absent from the Earth

Kept in the tears of God

And every now and then

When I press out my own

 

As if to keep them in a scrapbook

A book of scraps

The little bits that are my own

 

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Image by Anne-marie Ridderhof from Pixabay

 

relative sky

relative sky

 

moonrise

Earthrise

sunrise, of course

stars rise

many in constellations

one extremity after

the other

sword point

cup rim

crown

the other rises, too

all the rest

stars that form in different names

elsewhere

 

fifty years

I saw the landing

and the steps

on a black-and-white TV

which I doubt made much difference

than for our neighbors who had color

maybe I missed the red and blue

in the stiff flag

that looked to wave when

the astronaut shook it

 

I wondered about Collins

all alone up there, still

seventy miles above

I trust they talked with him a lot

kept two conversations going

with the LEM and the command module

with Houston and the others

who took part

maybe one big talk

 

keep talking, everyone

whatever your horizon

for a time, at least

we’re all friends here

 

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Temple of Apollo at Delphi, Greece

Patar knight – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=7023940

 

Gods and Heroes

Gods and Heroes

 

Today is one day in a heatwave

 

Some will suffer in silence

And might be found anyway

Some will reach out to ask for help

So many are so bad at that

 

And there are those who

Will reach out to give it

Class and qualifiers will not matter

 

For all the sagas

All the stories of the past

They matter

Sometimes they teach

If we will learn

 

But more important still are the

Rough-edged, awkward things

The good will do today

 

Jesus saves

There will be companionship today

 

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fir0002flagstaffotos [at] gmail.comCanon 20D + Tamron 28-75mm f/2.8 – Own work, GFDL 1.2, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=136199

 

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