Instead, we bought things even though we knew
purchasing would improve nothing, would make
the days worse as the bills came in, too fraught
or angry to sit down in front of that
screen with the rest.
Likewise, the garden was
neglected though full of former splendor,
the season a long one which had begun
No longer a part of it, wanting
to be alone and share at the same time,
we stayed in our rooms, listening to news,
plenty to hear or avoid, depending
on the nearness of the radio.
do I find confessing this so hard,
the real danger not the storm brewing just
east of the country but the one raging
inside, each to his own, fueled by hormones
or fear, memories and clashing senses
of what is rightfully our own and what
we should become for others, program guests
discussing the plights of people far off
with no back yard nor fruit trees, winter way
on the other side of parched mountains, blown
this way on a dry wind, words still here
when we change frequencies.
How do I say
we’ve no right to be miserable as
long as God comes every Sunday to dine
and stays through dessert, whoever he is,
whatever he looks like, having survived
the inquiry into his passport to
prove he’s one of us and can be trusted.
Since 1980, over 300 of Sandra Kolankiewicz’s poems and stories have appeared in reviews and anthologies, most recently in London Magazine, New World Writing, BlazeVox, Prairie Schooner, Bellingham Review, Gargoyle, Prairie Schooner, Fifth Wednesday, ArGiLo, Per Contra, and Pif. Turning Inside Out won the 2008 fall Black River contest at Black Lawrence Press. Finishing Line Press published The Way You Will Go and will soon release Lost in Transition. When I Fell, a novel with 76 color illustrations by Kathy Skerritt, is available from Web-e-Books.