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That first poem is how I live my life now. Staying steady and taking care of my people - with intermittent doses of the real, frightening world.I don't know if the second is autobiographical, but it's chilling.
Thanks for sharing, Ruth. You keep my love for poetry alive.





Newscast
A window of light
stretches across the floor.
Eucalyptus trees lean
heavy with breeze.
The conditioner drones.
India bombs Pakistan.
A bus is blown to Paradise.
Our savings hang
unsteady
The freeway hums.
The sun shines
as it has to.
My Grandmother's Clock
Come the hour's chime
I can almost hear her.
Coffee grounds are good for ferns.
Never use black straight from the tube.
If you're making chicken salad,
veal is cheaper than chicken.
Don't use the knob to move the hands,
it mixes up the chimes.
Press the earth around the plant
to keep the air away from the roots.
Never go down to the main beach
and mix with the common people.
Dresden is the city for opera.
Glass looks best against the light.
Sometimes, in the middle
of the night I wake and hear her
alone in the dark.