jury

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Unrest

Sequester

Sounds like cloister

Yet how could there

Be opportunity for

Contemplation?

I feel for them

I wouldn’t want to be there

I feel for them for now

Though if they go against

My thinking, I will no longer

Care for their

Discomfort

Such is the life of jurors

I tried it for a day

At the insistence of my county

It’s rather claustrophobic,

Though in my case

(I mean, my jury time)

We all did well

I was relieved

Before I was relieved

Received a check

A few days later

I’m saying this

On behalf

Of the jurors in Minnesota

Deciding Chauvin’s guilt

Or innocence

Where we note with ease

From our safer places

The troops, the APCs

(whatever their affiliation)

Set around

The courthouse

C L Couch

Photo by Isidoro Martínez on Unsplash

Madrid, España

Policeman standing in front of the fire.

Awaiting Derek Chauvin Verdict, Police Prepare New Approach to Protests (msn.com)

For the past few days, I couldn’t get into WordPress. The search wheel would go round and round, and no web page for WordPress appeared. After making some browser and other changes, it seems I have access again. I still want to cut-and-paste my work, and WordPress still doesn’t recognize the breaks in text I make while drafting in my word-processing program and then posting here. I’m still grrrr-ing over this. With Browning’s speaker in the Spanish Cloister.

“Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister”

Robert Browning

Gr-r-r—there go, my heart’s abhorrence!
Water your damned flower-pots, do!
If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence,
God’s blood, would not mine kill you!

. . .

‘St, there’s Vespers! _Plena grati
Ave, Virgo!_ Gr-r-r—you swine!