Wheat Ears-Selected Poems


He opened the newspaper

under the light of the kitchen

he seek to brighten the news                                

of last night’s muggings,

break ins, murders.

After he took a deep breath

knowing he contributed

in beautifying the world

of this ugly modern city 

he put the coffee pot on

as if he had to go to war again

and needed his morning fix


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