Sunday, for a change

by jhon baker

Sunday,
for a change I am not writing about a death,
if one has happened I am unaware of it.

Early Morning – Chicago

I have trouble recognizing
     daffodils on mornings
     full of river hyacinth;
or rusted wheel barrows
     with flattened tires
 on mornings of daffodils.

 – Hoc Scripsi

One Comment to “Sunday, for a change”

  1. Unknown's avatar

    I am aware of the Polish President and his wife to which I feel deeply and mourn for that country. The polish people are one of my favorite people for reasons beyond their cooking, which is fantastic. My heart goes to them.

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