Thursday, May 26, 2022

Old poem about another mass shooting

UNEXPLAINED TORNADOES JUST KEEP TOUCHING DOWN


woman interviewed by MSNBC says:


we’ll just have to lock our doors now


bring our car keys in


sleep with a rifle next to the bed


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nothing on Earth will convince her


and millions of others


to put faith and trust in alternatives


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no banning AR-15s


no background checks


pray for unstable killers


to never cross your path


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it’s the deceptively simple price


of supporting the right of the militia-minded individual


to keep, bear and use arms


whenever and wherever


anger and sadism trump reason


Tuesday, May 24, 2022

POEM ABOUT GUN MASSACRES AND THEIR PERPETRATORS

 we act shocked 

 at something we didn’t foresee 

 offer thoughts and prayers

 and do nothing after this one

 repeating this broken cycle

 too many times

 in too many lifetimes

 of victims, families and survivors 

Wednesday, May 4, 2022

Poem About The Supreme Court

 Roe V Wade was settled law until it wasn’t 

 the Federalists got what they lobbied for

 the Fundamentalists rejoicing over Alito

 as he, with his team of ideological vandals,

 used pickaxes and jackhammers 

 to remove over 50 years of asphalt

 forcing women to walk barefoot on cobblestones 

 

Saturday, April 30, 2022

Poem For The White House Correspondents Dinner

 the nerd prom apparently isn’t smart enough

 to install new air filters to purge aerosols

 and it chose not to use ultraviolet Covid killing light

 maybe the organizers didn’t want people 

 to have a chance at better mass gathering health

 as they laugh at Trevor Noah’s safe jokes

 before he ascends to James Corden’s throne

Monday, April 25, 2022

Before National Poetry Month ends

 Only five days remaining in National Poetry Month, and here’s my small contribution—a reading of Martin Espada’s “Death Rides the Elevator in Brooklyn” from his book FLOATERS 

Thanks to Michael Grover, a colleague from two decades past, for introducing me to Martin Espada’s poetry.

Thursday, March 31, 2022

Bruce and Will and Jada and Chris

 At the risk of annoying or boring Daniel Radcliffe, here I am with some opinions.

 First, regarding Bruce Willis’s retirement due to aphasia::

 It’s truly sad he was apparently trotted out for two day jobs (at $2 million per extended cameo/co-star/support) to provide income for a dependent entourage.  Variants of this happened with the latter-day careers of Glen Campbell and Tony Bennett—and air freshener remarks like “he loves to perform’  and “look how he still has muscle memory” are sprayed about to neutralize any comments about the dubious ethics of making a performer work under diminishing physical and mental conditions.

As for Will Smith slapping Chris Rock:

Jada Pinkett Smith could have easily confronted Rock about his history of jokes at her expense somewhere besides the Dolby Theater.  

It’s a stunted, should be outdated, vision of manhood for Will Smith, aware of the certainty of winning the Best Actor Academy Award, to hit Chris Rock over a joke and then for Smith to use his acceptance speech to justify his behavior and link it to Richard Williams.

Yes, Smith has apologized publicly.  

And, yes, the Academy is figuring out ways to defuse Sunday’s fallout on the way to what looks like a mild censure with the likelihood that no Academy personnel will have their employment terminated.

Of course, Will and Oprah are likely to have a CBS summit meeting.

And Will’s autobiography will go to paperback with a bonus chapter mixing rationalizations and apologies.

Monday, March 14, 2022

Monday, February 28, 2022

New Poem: WHITE RABBIT IN MOSCOW

 white rabbit in Moscow 

 handing out flyers on the street

 pretends nothing is wrong for two minutes 

 then worries over Ukranian relatives

 regrets Putin jumping off a steep cliff 

 taking millions of Russians and Ukrainians with him

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 white rabbit in Moscow 

 checks pocket for enough rubles

 to avoid sleeping in the subway