Triolet

I can never get these to say anything, but I keep trying.

Life Is Like A Summer Afternoon

Like neat, three-panel cartoon strips–
summer days with afternoon storms
begin with smiles and end with drips.
Like neat three-panel cartoon strips
Each four o’clock apocalypse
Conforms, contains, transforms the norms.
Like neat, three-panel cartoon strips–
summer days with afternoon storms.

________

Learned this morning that one of our poetic extended family has died, and it felt as if the ground had disappeared from under my feet.

I’ll miss Viv. She was smart and funny and kind, but she didn’t care for fools and said so.

(And she was good at these damned French forms.)

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