Cordelia Naumann
Two Poems
The Apology
I apologize to the hounds every daywithout saying a word
cuz even the devil thinks the sunny days are sad
I can make tails of it
when it greets me at the door
or morphs, or shapeshifts
but I don’t know what it thinks
or what it wants
I just know it has its own agenda
and it’s making people mad
and not in that good way when people are smokin’ reefer
and Monterey Pop is on
but in that way a child cowers in a corner
then lashes out like a lion
Where to Land
The sirens went off, and there was silence again.Call and response, hear the tiny wrens.
“Where have all the planes gone?” one twittered.
“I can’t get my bearings,” said the other.
Said a third;
“The hummers used to show us where to land.”
—Submitted on 08/09/2020
Cordelia Naumann is a digital project manager and information developer in San Bruno, Calif.
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