World

 

Image: Iso-mandala No. 311 (2021) 

good morning

to the world you couldn’t make up

residents with minds of their own

trucks groan

magpies curlicue

you have words enough to explain

what

 

good afternoon

to the world completely familiar

object of your latest reports

patterns of coastline

getting off at the right stop

the talk is polyglot halfway

between snippets and incessant

friends text thankyou

 

good evening

to the world of certain change

alone together

you decide tonight to stay in

 

good night

to the world of all you know

airwaves choppy

documents saved a handmade movie

shutdown with a touch of icon

classroom dreams then

recall forgotten friends

even their period clothing

wanting everything at once

World (August)

This is the only world. This is not the only world. I would want another world than this. I would want this world I understand, not one I cannot. How can I save the world? Travelling before daybreak I watch the houses. Every so often there’s one with a light on, a window lit in the million darkness. What will this August day bring? What is our little world? Family, friends can be everything. Other worlds might have to take care of themselves, today. The world is everything that is the case. I place my glasses back in their case.