It’s the sort of thingyou fall in love withthis bit of earththis wisp of landso narrow and thin youonly notice itwhen you fall and they know youare there of course –the geese –they give notice before the wigeons lift abovethe wood ducks cry in alarmand the ring-necks merelyfloat away where the goldeneyeswhistle in the springandContinue reading “World’s edge*”
Monthly Archives: January 2025
The weary woman blues
It wasn’t like this in1972, this gut filled withanxiety – how do I pay for it?the way up – forward – out thedoor costs ever more –ever more a lifetime ofindebtedness – can Imake do as a barista ohcollege the holy grail ofadvancement enclosesthose of ordinary means intoa cycle of owing unto deathevery generation startsContinue reading “The weary woman blues”
June 2022
This is a lamentfor decency gone astraya nod to everyday womenon this sad day, Shaye Moss – perhaps the rose of youthwill bloom in splendorraise a garden over somegraveyard bones – for all my casting stones atheavenly bodies aboveyou shine a light herein the dark keep on Miss Rosa keep on. *4th public hearing ofContinue reading “June 2022”
Construction
The road ahead of meis blocked –orange barrels –yellow tapemen whistling Dixieeverywhere Detouring is a thingthese daysif you want to gethome I can just hearthem – say –a blue-winged warbler –perhapsbuzz buzzin my waybuzz buzzwhether window paneor turbinebuzz buzz“man oh manmigration is such a bitchanymore” And beaching is a thingif you are a whaleor gettingContinue reading “Construction”
The drunkards
Oh my lovelykitty catnipping at the leafof a most peculiarsort of plantplucking at wingsbatting at micethis drunken sortof love is notcivilized butthen you neverprofessed to becivilized did you Alas the worldof civilization isan inhibiting sortof place – a lostgarden filled withvipers that biteand sting poorwoman forcedto raise a childwith her violatornot that folks whohave neverContinue reading “The drunkards”
A protest song
It is something music does to us –reaches into an inner worlda peculiar sound –this –the madness of sistersdaughtersbreed cowsmaresfeeding – getting fat – breedinga cow has asingular life indeed It is the voice ofa geriatric diva*this story of lovegone to gambling –drink -excess belonging tothe proclivities ofprivileged men oh most dastardlybrother – theBride ofContinue reading “A protest song”
Tough birds
Every woman can hear you“Na…….ncy”“Na……………..ncy!”these weaker vessels whocarry water jugsand fruit basketson top of their headsbabies inside their belliesand in their armswho chase away snakesand rescue childrenfrom angry cowswho trap vermin andstrangle chickenswho gather their youngand keep them safeevery woman hears youand we are not amused November 2022
Everything Leviticus
Love one another.John 13:34 It isn’t love – thiscloset-enforced livingwith clothes hangersand dust bunnieswinter coats andold shoes not wornin decades It isn’t love – theseautocratic laws*leaving autonomy andfreedom and well,the normal,on a window sill,like an un-wateredplant, leave itlong enough andit will witherand diethis isn’t love not – the arrest andconviction**when evenwords are second-ratecitizens and ironyContinue reading “Everything Leviticus”
Woke
“When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.” Maya Angelou Early morning thechickadee comes –darts to the feederpeanut – sunflower seed –he grabs and is gonewhen he comes laterinvariably a blue jayor a squirrelwill be sitting thereking of the castleor even a goldfinchholding forth –away oh chickadeethis food is mine EvenContinue reading “Woke”
Just another day in the neighborhood
I would like to choseanother door –I don’t need a vacationto Bora Boraa new cara mink coatnope don’twant a newbedroom seta night at the operaa day at the museumI just want thedoor wherecars don’t backfirechildren aren’t screaming –diving under desksI want the door wherethe people don’t bleed 2/14/2023
Anne's mediocre poetry 