LIFE ON THE OUTREACH
for Nancy Mifflin Keane
If this life is a comedy
(in The Divine Comedy sense)
–not heavy (well how could it not be in
the DIVINE COMEDY sense “heavy”
I mean) and not saying it’s
“WHO’S AFRAID OF…(like “Virgin” something) territory
(because you know that can just go on too far way out there).
More probably crazy brain nausea
(without a spell check for prognosis)
that’s what our lives are.
You are pulling your punches?
Don’t you see how you have to?
Or be simply bemused, used.
…………………………………………..Or not?
“Dollars for donuts,” I hear said, and even as this empty
idiom, you know what is being said; and you agree with it
but not in some religious ritual sense.
You, too, feel lucky to escape
………………………………………………………….for awhile
and don’t try to remove the bandages too soon.
VOTING AND FOR WHAT
For years I was registered for the Peace and Freedom Party. Then independent. Most recently Democrat Party. I love the words peace, freedom, independence, democracy, and the idea of a republic. What’s next?
How grave can my future votes be! How continue? Looking back I think of the PLUNKITT OF TAMMENY HALL story that was funny and rueful. Naïve.
Also, as today, when should there be a then to look back from smiling and smirking and crying & maybe Athens, makes me think of a doughnut view of history (as opposed to the more prevalent view of progress as a figure eight).
O ye mellow dreamers in midsummer nights dreams: Titania and Oberon will be playing basketwall with our heads and we will go back somewhere singing as we sink into such dark ages that there will be friggin disasters no history and those few who continue will be doing so with soylent-green-paleo diets.
Voting makes some of us feel we still can be free and independent living in a democracy: and maybe it will be lightly possible to some Brahms Hungarian dance: what else? Cry to heaven? To the pissed-off voters give 7 reasons.
© Edward Mycue 21 May 2016