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what’s needed

is some kind of capturing

or subduing device

an ingenious method

to destabilize

the Chinese puffball,

to paralyze

the download,

to scramble

the Beijing-to-Balloon

covert instructions,

to neutralize its

ill-gotten, 60,000 feet

meandering booty—

some good-guy mechanism

to crush their

under (over?) cover

clandestine operations

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I’d like to share two poems published in the last week or so that I hope you will enjoy. Do let me know what you think!

My poem abecedarian pomp & circumstance, circa 1987, was my first (and so far, only) attempt at this particular form of poetry. I wrote it after a workshop I attended via Zoom and, another first for me, this one appears in The Lake, a UK-based online poetry journal.

The second piece is a prose poem I wrote after a disastrous lunch with my son who lives near St. Louis. We don’t, on occasion, get along too well and this was a perfect example of just that. It’s called The Incident and was published today in Red Ogre Review, another online journal.