Monday, December 13, 2021
Sunday, December 12, 2021
DOUG ANDERSON (BINGE) ~
Binge
War comes to visit me once a day.
I can't get rid of him.
He's grown old and hates himself.
I stopped a quarter-century ago,
but he still drinks — sits in airport bars
and watches the cocky uniforms
line up at the departure gates.
Desert camouflage this time, tan boots.
He orders another double and snickers,
little eyes set close together
in too large a head, like a grizzly's,
opaque and dead. Flies swarm
around his gore-smeared muzzle.
He stinks of corpse. I let him sleep in the garage.
You see, there's no way to make him leave.
Go to war just once, he's always with you.
At breakfast he feels like he's got
an ice pick in his head, swears off the stuff.
Never again, he says, I've found God.
By five he's back in the blood glow of the bar,
bumming drinks and telling lies.
He's got an eye for boys and girls
with wallets full of combat pay.
He'll Mickey Finn them,
roll them for their souls and go off giggling.
I see Senator Goldmouth weaving
down the bar to slap him on the back:
Let freedom ring! says he,
teeth twinkling from the neon at the bar.
________________
Doug Anderson
from What Saves Us
edited by Martin Espada
Northwestern University Press
2019
Saturday, December 11, 2021
Friday, December 10, 2021
Thursday, December 9, 2021
Wednesday, December 8, 2021
EXECUTIVE SUITE ~ (Fly the Friendly Skies) ~
The Crash of Two Airplanes and the Crisis at Boeing
An engine recovered from a Boeing crash, Jakarta, 2018Credit...
Achmad Ibrahim/Associated Press
Tuesday, December 7, 2021
TED KOOSER ~
At Dusk, In Decemeber
Driving a gravel road in the country
I saw a hawk fly up out of a ditch
with a mouse in its beak, and it flew
along beside my car for a minute,
the mouse still alive, its little legs
running as fast as they could, and there
we were, the three of us, all going
in the same direction, west, at just
a little under forty miles per hour.
____________________
Ted Kooser
Red Stilts
Copper Canyon Press
2021












