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I told her I was pretty sure it was stop and shop
because you drive there, you stop and then you shop.
She said not her, she walked there, shopped, stopped
on her way out to pay, went home and started dinner.
I told her then she was right, it should be called
shop and stop!

Good night, Mom. Good night, Carlos.
Wherever we are.

Chagall 2017

Poem 1

In the presence of the timeless
I weep openly

Chagall 2017

If A Tree

Alphabet City

I’ve become quite skilled
in unspoken word
biting my own tongue

regrets of omission rather
than ruing the things I’ve said

l’esprit de l’escalier?
my retorts are always timely

mine’s the sound of one voice
a monologue
so I’m never wrong

in my mind there are no lips
so cursing is not as pleasant

I miss furling my lip while hurling air
at that back-throat k

my mind’s in the guttural sounds it makes
down along the curb

my silence is the good fence
that makes good neighbors
so they say

I sing out loud ancient hymns
they resonate inside my head

reverberate in cool chambers
in the crypts below the abbey

you will never know just how I feel
about you my friend

until the very end

know me by my epitaph
it will read
. . .

© Carlos Chagall, 2013

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The bird on the holly bush

Low to the ground singing
to elders in alder branches

From your vantage, do you see hope?
Show me then, where to fly
Pray, please guide me

Chagall 2017

i return to my device and the word application asks
want to save? implying my previous work unsaved,
i reply Yes for i trust my earlier self enough
to have made some excellent changes

Chagall 2017

on writing on

sometimes I re-read things i once wrote and at first
thought they are grammatically wrong until i realize what it was i meant

Chagall 2017

The birds around my home are slower than norm
There is less urgency because of the love and abundance of riches here

Chagall 2017

And One Step Forward

Sometimes I fall
but I rarely land

They tell me
that that’s alright

Life eternally rich
I breathe enough for us both

Out of mind
my conscious dwells


Chagall 2017

Love, Will Shortz

my life is like a eugene maleska crossword
with enough filled in you get the theme

Chagall 2017

I dip an edge of my cherry tomato in an espresso cup of
cool water, then place a single grain of coarse salt in the dimple of
where she separated earlier from her stem

it adheres there on the short ride
to my mouth

Chagall 2017

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