Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 24, 2018

(In)different


Her heavy greedy breaths
no longer pull air
from our shared spaces.
Her restless body,
laden in sleep, no longer flings
appendages against shared walls.

His voice, 
after all tese years
is distant and muffled,
a life spent
with his intonations 
and likenesses 
filling the quiet spots
of time
and privates places 
like memory.

I find myself
in new places,
quiet, desolate, 
unable to move
and different
than I thought.
Most sensibly,
and quite inevitably,
my own shallow gasps
leave no consideration 
or room for the limbs
to dance 
or provide sound
a body
to absorb.



Painting by Ford Madox Brown [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Currency calculator


I worry when we need milk 
and wonder where the daily bread will come from.

Too many survive famine. 

Child support is over a week late. 
The Department holds the money it collects from others,
on behalf of others, extra days, 
in an interest-bearing account.
The Department makes more money
that way, it adds up in
arrears and years that cannot be spent
growing and splitting heirs.

The college decisions are coming in. 
We all wonder where this will take us. 
We need to pick a meal plan. She will not starve,
she hopes-
they better have good coffee. 

While driving to take the truck in for an unknown repair, 
the sky held up its coolest winter blue,
the air was crisp like minted dollars,
and I could not take my eyes off the sky
while riding home.

It said everything.

And utterly cloudless,
when I spy a shuttlecock of white, like a flash, in contrast to the blues,
I watched this meteoric figure against the broad daylight
falling, fading, falling, 
and finally, disappearing into the sky,
it all sunk in.

Like small talk, no granular attention is paid.
Burned up. I am broke anyway. 
Just like today. This week, I am weaker
than gravity.

Lighter with empty pockets and incinerating
into nothing,
but solid air pumping in and out of the chest
like fire and ice,
all the elements are there and it is enough 
for a poem. 


Photo credit By Clivelindsay at English Wikipedia, 'Comet McNaught with moon setting over the sea' [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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