Graduates
Parents’ arms leaning
Up and toward their graduates
A black-gowned river
Thumbs tap, phone screens flicker, and
Photos ascend to the cloud
Graduates
Parents’ arms leaning
Up and toward their graduates
A black-gowned river
Thumbs tap, phone screens flicker, and
Photos ascend to the cloud
Keys
Each workday, I lock
The office door, pocketing
My keys only to
Pull them out in a minute
So I can unlock my bike
Graduation
I try to avoid
Wistful parenting, because
Time flies straight and true
But ending fifth grade means that
We have no little kids now
Birdbath
The freshened birdbath
Draws visitors from the air
Finches sip shyly
Robins gulp, beaks tilted up
Starlings splash, water vandals
Field Day
I’ve spent four Field Days
Manning the ball-throw events
And the first exchange
In the 4 x 100
Relay: I’ve earned those sunburns
Lost and Found
The gym’s lost and found
Table evokes mystery:
Lonely socks, shoes, gloves?
Textbooks? Earbuds? Underwear?
No rink, but two hockey skates?
Award Day
Most darts miss the board
So when an award comes through
For a professor
Who sought and accepted help,
I’m thrilled for him and his work
Iron Range Towns
Though I don’t know them
The towns of the Iron Range
Seem familiar
From childhood years of watching
Weather forecasts from Duluth
Halfway Home
Halfway home, views shift
From forestly vertical
(the exceptions: lakes)
To plainsly horizontal
(the exceptions: trees, towers)
On Driving up North, v. 1
Fir, pine, spruce, cedar
Canyon a narrow blacktop
River that allows
Cars to sail through the northwoods
Between the small lonely towns
On Driving up North, v. 2
I’ve sailed cars over
Thousands of miles of blacktop
Rivers running down
Evergreen canyons to towns
Clinging to the roads’ edges
The Get Ahead
The get-ahead push
Before a three-day weekend
Requires a battle
Against this Thursday’s slacking
And the next Monday’s sucking