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2023, Ghazal, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry, Poetry Month 2023, Working Class Literature

Ghazal no. 1


High winds and rain haven’t erased us yet.
The coffee is hot and good.

This old house sings with the wind like my old man hip
but I am grateful for coffee that is hot and good.

My old dog Barleycorn hates the high winds and finds no comfort
panting like it is too hot and there is nothing good.

I never saw myself being this person, worrying about a roof
but more some ignored bit of rock on the road, hot and good

so it feels ungrateful (I know) to scream I am weary and my hip hurts
while I am blessed with you and coffee that is hot and good.

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2022, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry, Poetry Month, untitled series 2 (2022)

untitled series 2 (2022), part 20

we learn from water and from robots
leg muscle vibrations dock lines wind picked
like guitar strings oh this banjo mind it duels
a never-ending algorithm all neo-formal
this sonnet heart

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2022, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry, Poetry Month, Watchman's Journal

too fast the cutting thing

the overnight cold wind guts
my old man hip like coke heavy barges
cut the river, stretching the dock lines
as the steamboat and me we groan
our creaky duet

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