YELLOW ALARM NO. 7

by Jnana Hodson

the cowards of my age
were sixty-second spots on national television
calling for military action, somewhere

James said my talking of Boy Scouts
sounded like it was only a year
or two earlier

“why don’t you protest the weather?
demand something better?”
rather than march against war

this is how you pitch a trail tent
you’ve carried all day: first, check
where the wind’s blowing

then frame the opening
in the opposite direction
leave the site cleaner than you found it

 

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