Category: Relationships

PRECIOUS METALS

PRECIOUS METALS
(for Copper Love)

You can keep your gold and silver
that divide the world in war
It is copper that connects

Cold crowns of kings and queens
behind the glass beyond the touch
copper is the human metal
it is copper that conducts

Greed and hate abide in gold
in copper there is only love
it is copper that conducts
it is copper that connects

In memory of Copper Love 1947 – 2017
www.copperlove.com

THE ALBUMS

THE ALBUMS

Mother’s shrinkage was marked by domicile

House, apartment, retirement and nursing home
shedding at each move, furniture, china, and art
except for, and never, the old photo albums
heavy in padded leather brown and green

Each visit when conversation stuttered to a stall
(Religion all but Baptist drowned
and what use is weather without crops)
out would come the albums
and in we all would dive
for pennies
bright and shiny at the bottom of the pool

Here’s one from 1958
how young the queen looked then

WRITING THE AUSTRALIA TRIP

WRITING THE AUSTRALIA TRIP

We went to teach, we went to learn
we did a lot of both and more of some

We met amazing people – they met us
perhaps none will be the same again

Details I leave for further poems
which I hurry to hurry to write

before the ripples rippling out
are lost
clockwise and counter clock
down the toilet bowl of time

TRANSMITTAL

TRANSMITTAL

They talk about degrees of separation

With apologies to Kevin Bacon
I like to think in degrees of connection

This week
when I helped Madeline Albright
down from that one tricky step
it was also everyone at the UN
and anyone who was anyone
in politics and power for thirty years

President Ford was a nice man
with a football players hand
that had shaken more than a few

And when the Queen Mother in her 90s
was our guest in the Saskatchewan Hotel
I held her hand in both of mine, a little
longer than called for in the book of protocol

I wanted to make sure that Churchill got through

SWEET MEMORIES

SWEET MEMORIES

My mother’s mother
lost a leg in the sugar wars

We dragged our butts across town to see her
she dragged hers across the house to serve us

You would think that each visit
might have served as a caution

But, as young minds
may twist and stay twisted

I took away instead
and infinite ability to ignore the obvious

and a taste for milk and ginger cookies