WATERMARK

a poet’s notebook


Established 02004

Politics

  • THE ARMY OF GOD

    A hard morning, after a bad night.   Too soon after waking, I read an article from the Atlantic: THE ARMY OF GOD COMES OUT OF THE SHADOWS These christians are apparently Old Testament christians.  Where is my grandmother’s Jesus? He is not mentioned. It seems that his kind, gentle, socialist, social-justice message is not welcome.… Continue reading

  • Snapshot Poem 12 November 2020

      Tuesday we woke  to high lines  of snow along  the birch limbs  out our bedroom  window.    Two days later snow has congealed  to slush balls  that fall  to the ground  with thuds.    Frost shadows  rest across grass  and asphalt. Sky  changes mood  from fog  to blue.    They are counting  votes again … Continue reading

  • 07 November 2020

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  • Anger

    I am angry.  I was taught that anger is a secondary emotion. What is primary? Sadness, helplessness, fear. Grief.  Rage. I was a believer. I believed in the American Dream, as a goal, as a destination. I fought for it, in my way. Some on the street, in demonstrations, but mostly in the therapy room.… Continue reading

  • 300,000

    I follow these numbers with dread. Why do I follow them? It feels like a duty, an obligation. The only way I know to acknowledge these deaths, of people I have not met, people I have not loved. Funerals I will not attend, and mostly, funerals that will not occur for many months.  Today the… Continue reading