Nothing is a panacea, though birth and death come close.

Today a blown leaf clung to my face. Never before has that happened to me. My life will continue to be filled with firsts, including death.

Warming

Two Canadas call overhead,

strands cut from their skein,

no vee in sight.

Have they gone ahead?

Maybe they don’t believe in climate change,

unlike you.

October 30 2020

Anthropology

I am the only me, I know.

Margaret Mead has told me so.

I’m unique, like all the rest,

and none of us is best.

October 30 2020