“The Party” – Day 22 of National Poetry Month

A wheel of cheese, a cellar full of wine A seat with my name specially arranged To reach my favorite dishes and to see The host when toasts and blessing are exchanged By uninvited invitation called Though inconvenient, all appointments changed With no one quite themselves as they arrived To feast a host we knew … Continue reading “The Party” – Day 22 of National Poetry Month →

“Lunch” – Day 13 of National Poetry Month

I raised my hand And on the fork the chicken Smelled like fancy mustard And the sky outside the window was pleasant And the existence of God was in dispute And a war continued And the restaurant played decent music And I enjoyed my food So repeated the process Simultaneously mundane and absurd, I think … Continue reading “Lunch” – Day 13 of National Poetry Month →