Compelling, however insufficient

Compelling, However Insufficient


How humble birth, how uncle, how single mom [how jeans, unfit for the twenty-first century]
Sagging                        insufficient for the Arresting Officer


How the unconscious, an aggravation, Sir                 [how confused, unforeseen, out-of-focus]
Burdens         babbling night terrored preschool memories


How the sap too slow, the roots too wound                 [how winds panic through the branches]
Strewn                          above a tattered wet hanging cord


How a brother, neighborhood, posse                        [como la escuela que no lleve aprovechar]
No importa                                ni papas al oficio del arresto


How the cuffs, ignorant, video cams, blind           [how a squad car’s blinking iridescent blue]
                                           Commiserates           without empathic effect in the police                                    report


How ma lawif, ma hol damn lawif                               [how ingathering words are inadequate]
                                               Compelling          however insufficient for the Arresting                      
                                     Officer

Perspective provides empathy

Ants Float


Hug my son to A)
Hug my son and B)
Sniff for marijuana
Pour a cup of water

10 day head cold, throat
What does it mean when
Snot is lime?  How far
Ahead will my heart attack?

Sleep in the guest room
Away from disgust, tumbling
Blankets from the closet
Cascading in the dark

Pour a cup of water
From the Brita® jug
There is refuge in pure
Unadultered water

Refuge in pure water

6 months late on taxes
Unscored essays scream
From their perfect piles
18 jars of jam didn’t jam

To be a refugee without
Country, calm & blankets
Planning the crossing
Preparing the children

Will it matter much that
He toked a bit, that jam
Runs, that soreness, piles
Brokenness, disgust?

There is refuge in water

What is the tribal equivalent of casserole consolation?

Casseroles


Everyone is cooking up and down the street
Occupied with recipes for dealing with

When one dies, flowers and casserole
When born, cards and casserole

Casserole, how one copes in the Midwest
Rectangular, glass dishes, slicing perimeters

Before cutting squares.  We have eaten
One another after surgery, a dead pet

Bites of consolation, peering at flowers
Masticating the toil of unknown neighbors

Then meditating, all of us, once or twice
Eating the casserole. Enchilada. Tuna &

Noodles Whatnot.  This time it is our porch
Loaded with frozen glass, covered in foil

Our turn to place on a rack, slice neat
Squares through the bubbling dish, eat

Confessions of a history teacher

Confessions of a History Teacher
                                                                      

I’m hearing voices about the Gettysburg Address
Confused, Kennedy’s daughter is Ambassador to Japan
Wishing I could quote more Churchill, Nehru

How trivial, history, keeping me out of the street
Where my boys squander evenings on soccer
Pages of time, inconsequential, 911, Bay of Pigs

Seized by Cold War, Mao Zedong, genocides
Unable to talk with my wife about the dishes
How much more meaning to watch the flames

Catatonic, than read interminable books
Capture perfect arches of kicked balls in sky
Than page through the past when now shrieks