Monday acceptably
really now
what shall I say
today
a Monday in the USA and half
of elsewhere
or
where it might be yesterday
tomorrow
how many groan maybe
in silence
while
having risen or having gotten up and then
mentally increasing toward awake
maybe those who have fewer days until
the start of the school
year
which is mathematic
but also in an
attitude
and newly
Monday-aware that
that
freedom’s breath shall soon be constrained
in time lengths of periods
and
days for several months
and seaons for nearly all who live in this
reality
are changing soon
and the air in that
received
and breathed
and
so
last of vacation thoughts regardless
if we leave
to think this way a while
longer
with all the reminders from the sales
and
how they have us think ahead
if desired or not to have to
do so
and it’s Monday after Sunday
so for many
by now
there has been church
or temple or daily
visitations
that might have a feel for the culture
while for many the experience was an exercise
in
dullness
helping along our own or
were we changed at
all
and who knows
maybe a few
though it’s God of Monday
too
and so keep close to offer inhalation
or further inspiration to
see
to the chores with maybe happier thoughts
and words
for
being a new day
of days
as well
and better for the attitude
more so
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The Winter Mind
It’s late
Long shadows
Winter-coming ready
Longer
Sooner into darkness
Though the thing
Take
Just as long
As any other orbiting of
Earth
It is a winter mind
And winter body
And the
Spirit
We’d like to think
Ready
Always adaptable
But
There is
SAD
And something older
Something eldritch
In the residence
Of spirit
The reason for the bonfire
And the special words
The dancing
After
Knowing that our planet must
Turn the other way
For melting
Seeds
And more
Come spring
Don’t abrogate our lights
The gifts
Of artificial power
Any more than wood and oil
Have shown our way
At night
And yet
Remember we are
Evening people
Too
Affected by the twilight
As it ebbs
And flows
The seasons
Of our kind
And with so many
Sibling species of
The world
C L Couch
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What Do You Say, Dear?
Sometimes in weariness we wander
While we stay inside, trying to take in
The world about
How much sense we can make with
What immediate surrounds us
We don’t know,
Certainly
We can open a book of the paper
Or electric kind, and we should
Where do answer lie?
Like asking of the hills to bring our help
Or something in a psalm
We don’t need a tube (that
Kind of lumen, as I understand it)
We can read
We can listen, better
(though we listen to the reading words, I’m sure)
More directly,
We can have an understanding
With all atoms we encounter
We can be grateful
A moment of small noise in which
We utter some
Thanksgiving
And with an attitude re-enter everything
C L Couch
What Do You Say, Dear? is a delightful and wise book by Sesyle Joslin, illustrated by Maurice Sendak.
Photo by Humphrey Muleba on Unsplash
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