Another April Poem

In honor of National Poetry Month here’s another poem for April:

FRIENDED FACES

 

Here between the worlds we meet: the sister

of a man I used to work with – a former-lover

last seen in the seventies who now writes

plays in New York City – a woman in Malton,

North Yorkshire, who loves a dead poet

I too adore – two cousins, one brother – a niece

who knits hats – a niece who strings glass beads –

a nephew who built his wife a sleek maple desk –

a poet from Indiana and six more from near here –

a hurdy-gurdy player, and the activist actor

who played Sulu on Star Trek – my son’s friend

Shannon and my mother’s caregiver Anita –

Sheila from Ocala, Florida, and Sheila from England,

and Sheila the memoir writer on the Olympic Peninsula –

writers, witches, Buddhists, Mormons, yogis,

dancing in a stream of words at three a.m.

clicking LIKE, clicking SHARE – love, hate, despair,

war, politics, cute cats, wise dogs, coyotes

in the garden eating red-feathered chickens –

all fair game, all grist for our mill, all encompassing

as the white keys tap, tap, tap us toward dawn.

 

 

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