Some sinking lack it altogether;
word is, they never learned it.
Some fairly float with excess, whether
or not they fairly earned it.
A Weakness
"If you imagine / others are
there, / you are there yourself."
—
Wendell Berry
I watch the nightly news and think
some people ought to blaze in hell.
But why? What good's a screaming stink?
And too, there's no such place. Oh, well.
Slap
I asked a human question in the hope you'd understand.
You answered with the full weight of your hard angelic hand.
Autumn Air
a bare triolet
So they
all fall
away.
Though they
shine, sway,
and stall,
oh, they
all fall.
Hypothetical
He woke one Friday morning
from a dream he'd cut his throat,
then spent the weekend wondering
if he'd thought to leave a note.
Robert West
If you have any thoughts on these poems, Robert
West would be pleased to hear them.
