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HENRY MILLER’S BIRTHDAY
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BUT DAD, HE'S A POET
. . .and no poem written
to celebrate the Solstice, X-mas
or literary giants
just a null and void circumstance
unavoidable
and barely manageable
Wintertime folly; snowbound train
plowing toward DC
and it becomes
a day late
and it’s the story of my life
drawing blanks
my wit is failing me
Santa was none too kind
and Old Hey Zeus
had his b-day shindig
and all I did
was sit around
and drinking and postulate
these days get shorter
in winter
and snow falls out of the sky
I’ll be in D.C. soon
for whatever that’s worth
I’m certain not too much
12-26-97
