Of silence of a new day to buzz the brain
or buzz the silence of it all
in the green leaves’ stretch you think
you see yourself
to toast and tea ease things, forget the lovely beach view
blue covered squawking sprawls.
Why don’t we dump the birdbath with its mosquito larvae
remember that music of summer
of Mother and me on front porch summers
with imposters pretending to be alone,
To hear themes inside the walls
of neighborhood families trying not to be lonely,
how cordially they create exclusion.
He plays the radio but why should that be
radio for dinner and mumbling platitude conversation
of concluding we’re all dumb as bricks,
so why carry- on over trivia
as if we’re all not isolated or involved in a test
as you are carrying-on texting
with no one to stop it
haunted by the Empire’s decaying orbit;
take out the trash, or, or go to sleep–
time shuts down the viewing process.
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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems. She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review, Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88, Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others.
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