Category Archives: summer

2023, everyday words, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry, summer, Working Class Literature

it wasn’t Oppenheimer that destroyed us it was Carrier

that dream
classic neon advert
just off Route 66
freon relief

civilization
will die
for want

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2023, Ohio River Valley Literature, summer, the no-scape, Working Class Literature

every Louisville summer is a grassy knoll


no the gunfire doesn’t often interrupt my dreams
but what is broken is by this old man hip
its constant grinding, lost and falling
like my wife’s sense of safety
like bullets cops don’t hear either


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2023, Days, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry, river life, summer, the no-scape, Working Class Literature

Day 180, 2023

the heat lightening has passed
a lone mayfly wakes early
that solo robin sings
at the start of a light rain

[last watch of the season]

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