Poem of the Month
It’s about Time

By Yoko's Dogs

Published on November 5, 2013

autumn rain —
leaves cover the cracked sidewalk
foot trap foot trap

little clock’s tick tocks
run on AA batteries

in front of the bulldozer
the starnose mole
pokes its head out

daylight savings —
jet lag without the fun

the rickety chair hidden by snow
till today —
who will visit?

she sits alone on the stair
in sneakers

the air alive
with hammers and wild geese —
purple crocus

winter has turned
magnolia leaves to lace

worms rise again —
O this squishy weather
when even the air rains

the gravel path beside the canal
a second canal

the monsoon rains
“elephants and oxes,” she says
“not your cats and dogs”

so that’s how the cow
got in the tree

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His barely recognizable corpse

His barely recognizable corpse had gone through the passage rites of propriety, the grandiloquence of motionlessness.

Instead of a Christening

Goodbye, Romans said at interments,
Goodbye, and Goodbye. Hired clowns
imitated the dead, mocking
and reminding among the mourners.

I moat myself with winter sea,
I bury myself in woods.