Friday, December 22, 2017

First Day of Winter

First Day of Winter

Daylight has peeled pale bracelets
into the bark of the dogwood tree.

My daughter boards a flight to Buffalo
taking her children to their roots for the holidays.

Congress has just passed a bill giving tax cuts
to those who already hold the country’s wealth.

Squirrels scrounge for black walnuts
buried in the corpses of the daylilies.

Outside my window a woman waiting for a bus
paces the sidewalk talking to the sky.

On a highway in rural Mexico
a school bus somersaults killing ten children.

I stare into space after  words
that disappeared from sentence I was about to speak.

In Norwich 600 years ago Juliana held a hazelnut
containing  everything that has been made.


I will never make sense of this life.

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