POETRY
For WS Merwin
Here I am just trying to save the world
with one love letter at a time.
Writing unfurls
slowly in a busy clime,
in the hothouse of a framework that hurls
challenges at me constantly. Effects
seem unlikely. Bravely
I pick daisies
and count the petals, aloof of all rejection
(just kidding, not really;
I’m too touch feely)
Hope…