Tuck Magazine, http://tuckmagazine.com/2017/09/27/poetry-1023/
Last week’s poem published today: how relevant is that!
I’m grateful to @Tuck Magazine for keeping poetry current! Here it is:
“’Sunlit Might Seem Forever”
All at Once
Days of Awe and Hurricane
and the Season’s just begun.
The autumn equinox falls this year mid-
afternoon in golden light, light suspended
over the bowl of time, suspended as mind
opens to a possibility of expanse, of hope
thought stupid— hope beyond thought, held
in the frame of wider events set spinning.
A momentary equilibrium held like breath
in the balance. A turning point we hold as
we careen toward winter, a turning point to
recall while Trump and cohorts bluster on.
Stillness does not last beyond a moment.
The radio calls for a Humidex over Forty.
Our family of goldfinch flock to goldenrod,
twittering, tweeting, chittering at their feast.
Prince Harry breezes through Toronto traffic,
to celebrate Invictus, all winners out of hiding.
Canada’s “a work in progress,” claims the PM.
Words do not replace realities. Mind the gap.
Mistaken identity and charges dropped but now
a bewildered refugee requires protective custody.
What we know we cannot say. What we don’t
know fills the airwaves, as news ongoing, old.
September 22, 2017