Category Archives: sonnet

It Takes A Villager

The carpenter gets credit for the house And not the saw, the hammer, nails, or wood, So after each mass shooting we espouse That tools should not be blamed, that guns are good. It’s hard to argue: Piled on a … Continue reading

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Squirreloquy

I talk to squirrels. They don’t speak to me. I say, “Good morning! What a lovely tail!” As if a cedar room inside their tree Held options: Fuzzy, flat, or bought-on-sale. I tell the squirrels what I’d hope to hear … Continue reading

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It’s Up To Me

Because, of course, it’s up to me, I say: That isn’t music, that’s just noise with words. Music is the thing musicians play, Or Nature, like with waterfalls or birds. Because it’s up to me, I’ll make this clear: Your … Continue reading

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Tipping Point

Upon the summit, or so nearly there That he can taste it, the late trickster king Stands straight to rub his aching shoulder where It chafes the boulder, savoring the Spring. On heights of depths he stretches, knowing well How … Continue reading

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Everything Must Go

No one I know did not come home from war. The first not forced to fight in Vietnam, We got to choose what we were fighting for; The draft had crashed and burned before our prom. I’ve lost some classmates … Continue reading

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Port Deposit 1965

When I was very small I had a friend Whom I called Ducky, which was apropos Because he was. My sister would pretend That he was just a toy; he wasn’t, though. To prove to her that Ducky could, too, … Continue reading

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Sonnet 45

My president is nothing like the sun: He’s far from bright, though shadows does he cast; If truth is beauty, he’s an ugly one; If beards be lies, he wears out razors fast. I have seen some whom I with … Continue reading

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