Monday, January 26, 2026
frozen (over)
The Ballad of the Democracy Destroyer, or, Let It Slide
Sunday, April 7, 2024
farmstead
not many such things
on presbyterian properties
i would guess
a few chickens
several goats
and a pair of donkeys
plus some garden patches
as i am about to walk away
one of the donkeys eyes me
and starts to walk towards me
carefully
i approach the fence at an angle
the donkey comes to meet me
what happens next
i’ve seen many times
from our cats
a slight tilt of the head
towards my hand
i know that sign
so i stand there for a few minutes
patting a donkey’s head
the point
is not that this was somehow a
magical
mystical
cosmic
spiritual moment
it doesn’t get special
just because i’m writing
one of these
silly little poems about it
if anything
maybe the point is to wonder
that we have created a world
in which
such a moment *seems*
magical
mystical
cosmic
spiritual
and not
something that happens
between fellow creatures of God
i mean
we are fellow creatures of God
right?
Tuesday, January 18, 2022
they launched a rocket tonight
they launched a rocket tonight
seventy-four miles north of here
we were promised a big show
by very enthusiastic resort staff
and so
a small but notable crowd
perhaps a dozen and a half
maybe two dozen
gathered on the overlook by the beach
which promised (we were told) an excellent view
the numbers gathered on the overlook
while the moon
stood stalwart sentinel
slam-dunking its reflected sunlight
onto a lightly ruffled ocean
a plane fooled everybody for a moment
but sure enough
at 9:02 p.m.
a reddening glow blossomed low on the northern horizon
from which emerged a large red spot
larger than the stars anyway
not as large as the moon
standing stalwart sentinel
to the delight of all
the newly launched large red spot
turned south
toward us
and eventually passed right in front of us
still climbing and growing smaller
its vaguely comet-tail-like trail changing colors
and eventually fading away
as the rocket climbed higher and faded into the sky
on its way to disgorge forty-something satellites
eventually
the smallish but notable crowd drifted away
as the rocket could no longer be seen with unaided eye
and yet the moon
still stood stalwart sentinel
slam-dunking its reflected sunlight
onto a lightly ruffled ocean

