--WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO EACH OTHER?

 

…Happy Monday.  It’s gray and gloomy here.  I may turn on my office fireplace for the first time in a long time.

Hopefully you’ll have the best week ever.

…Someone said this: “Life shrinks or expands in relation to one’s courage.”  It makes sense to me.

…I have two new poems up at Verse Wisconsin for their political Issue:

http://versewisconsin.org/Issue110/poems/kuntz.html
 

Last Night with Lincoln

 

Last night I had a microbrew with Lincoln.

He told me a joke about
a slave trader and St. Peter.
I’d never seen Abe that happy,
so when he finished and slapped my back
I expected him to say, No worries,
it’ll all work itself out in the end,
but he didn’t.
Instead he tipped his hat and said,
“Get busy, Len.”

 

 

My Brother’s War

 

He went in thin and clean,

came out bearded and wrecked,
his skin inked with stories of that bloody violence.
Got himself a Harley,
shiny black, pearl-colored.
I took the side car.

We rode through waving wheat and saloon towns,

places where the doors swung at an angle,
roads blocked by cattle or filled with angry dogs.
He stared straight ahead the whole time,
that war he was in a stain,
a skin stitched over his eyes.