Art by William B. Burkholder
1-24-15
It’s morning and the MLK Branch of the library
feels like home, people interact with books
become characters in their own lives,
age eases on by and I note the difference between
me and the rest like a subtraction problem.
Those who come before and after teaching
me a life lesson in bodies that tell stories of work,
harder work and the misery mixed with laughter,
mixed with love.
~ Weems
EGGS
Morning’s full bladder pushes me
into the undecided day
Today is not yet good or empty
It has the potential for emptiness or
the harried rush of makework or
organic creativity
Lately I wake up early,
before the rooster races the church bell,
before the peals pace the day
and I’m glad I wake up early,
that I can’t wait to be awake
Before breakfast, I say, Well,
we have two eggs
Steve asks, Are they going to become
our children?
~ Lady