By Gene Novogrodsky A button push And the umbrella opens. A maid on her bus-to-work walk Has pushed the button, And now her tilted umbrella Takes the yellow sun
Sun sharp and direct
May 3rd, 2009 · No Comments
Tags: Literature · Poetry
Two miles, that’s all ….
May 3rd, 2009 · No Comments
By Gene Novogrodsky Smoke in her hair, Hair just dyed – blue-black, She drinks beer upon beer, and I pay. Watered beer? Karaoke blares. Pool cues smack balls. I can’t hear her. She can’t hear me.
Tags: Literature · Poetry · daily living
