Category: 短歌

seeking refuge from
the anticipatory
grief of knowing
climate change will bring famine
soon I write this little poem

jail receptionist
how does she endure the days
in this drab lobby
with defeated families
and judge judy turned down low

sensing
the possibility
of a new me
I read through partita 3
in a minor

trying
to fix things 
Dad calls
to say
it’s Verdi’s birthday

lunching alone
in the county grandstand
pretending to be
asked about the poems
I wish I could write

a favorite memory:
the cassette’s whirr
cycling that summer
through sun and leafy shadow
beside the Smith River

in my office
packed with felony files
I wonder what to do
for these people
who are all doomed

leaving
the courthouse at lunch
I feel like Lando
just making it out
of the exploding Death Star

those dark nights
in astronomy lab
kissing you
between searches
for Io