Poem: For Selene

For Selene by Shannon Laws   The Earth’s weavers are busy their low wages and long hours fruit of their labors stolen by mouthless machines nature weaves for us a marvelous blanket new every morning No one questions the cost We stand peacefully in line wait for our treats listen to hits of the 80’s toContinue reading “Poem: For Selene”

Poem: Broth

Broth Ten dollars an hour for twelve hours —watch, stir, refill, stir again and watch. My tool a large paddle punishes coconut clumps Beats at them and their natural oil-tendency. Tomorrow I’ll beat at raisins Somebody’s gotta do it. My day hovers at various levels of self-induced hypnosis I’m on a lake of coconut directingContinue reading “Poem: Broth”