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CD2 Assembly

Photo by Hart Van Denburg, CPR News.

CD2 Assembly

hundreds of us Zoom in
to send Joe back to Washington

there’s no one else we want
we just must jump through hoops
to check the boxes
to make it so

I explain to Cedar
I’m taking dinner in the guest room
because I’m saving democracy
(I’m not, but Joe may)

the morning after the fire
Polis, Neguse, Bennet
grim in the chopper
yet still reassuring –
citizen leaders who understand warming
have a healthy fear of climate change
and aren’t afraid to make good trouble

we’ll send them back into the firefight
at least one more round

poetry

the will of the people

Photo by Johnnie Havard.

the will of the people

there’s the decision date
and the decision point
the fulcrum the inflection point
beyond which the momentum
seems to go one way
after that the vote becomes a formality
because the community has chosen

it’s much harder to pinpoint on the calendar
it’s why people say
keep an ear to the ground:
listen for the stampede
so you can join in or get out of the way

poetry

Bernie

Bernie

I wanted him to run
past all hope of winning,
a trustworthy soul
with a consistent stance
who was always there for
us believe-in-better-days folks,
those more than ready
to be the change.

But he couldn’t possibly win!
Alex says in exasperation
(though he voted for him, too).
I wanted him to keep running anyway
I say fiercely.
I wanted someone to keep pinning my hopes on
in these uncertain days
when anything may happen.

I wanted him to be there
to be a reckoning.

poetry

waves 2020

waves 2020

the waves never cared about politics
conservative, liberal –
they would break the same way
with the same force
travel the same endless distance
across open ocean

but now the waves know
things are not the same
and there’s little they can do –
it’s so hard for them
to make little wet hands
to X out change

instead, the waves quietly whisper
vote for us