What the News Seemed to Say, poems by S. Stephanie, 2015

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What the News Seemed to Say

 

So easy for us to lose things,

and so many things for us to lose:

 

the wallet gone from the back pocket,

the car from the curb, a woman

 

and her child–yanked from the corner

like laundry from the line.

 

According to the newscaster, even our

tempers can be lost in plumes of “road rage”,

 

kick-the-dog rage, kill-the-boss rage;

dark clouds of pent-up anger, gathering

 

along the streets and arteries of America.

Fat clouds that can travel fast and settle

 

as far away as the Middle East. Now there’s

a place where it rains heavily. Souls

 

rising like cheap umbrellas caught by wind,

dark balloons rising higher and higher,

 

leaving us little hope that someone

on the other side will find them.

 

And rain forests and dolphins seem to disappear

as easily as sunglasses and gakishes. Lost

 

dogs who can’t smell their way back.

Homes to flood, Pictures to fire.

 

Wedding rings lost in all kinds of weather.

Memories locked behind broken neurons,

 

lives behind broken laws.

But some group in Nevada believes

 

they can save what’s left with Anthrax,

Who knows what

 

they think they are saving. I don’t

understand them. Today,

 

I spent the morning helping a woman

with Alzheimer’s remember her husband’s

 

name. She said it wrong, yet fiercely

And she said it too loudly. The sound

 

of rocks hitting the bottom of a wheel-barrow.

As if the road she had been traveling before the war

 

suddenly ended. And now, the country

between them was impassable.

 

from What the News Seemed to Say, poems by S. Stephanie, Igneus Press, Canyon, TX, 2015, pp.12-13.