Category Archives: Other poetry

Holiday

Posted on May 12, 2022 by bobjanisdillon

Climate change is bad, butthe all-expenses-paid trip you tookto Bermuda todaywith everyone else in the Tri-state areawas not bad, really, but good. How to account for it? Maybesoak in the rays, extend joyfulislander vibes to the other soulslucky enough to … Continue reading →

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Dirt Wars

Posted on May 12, 2022 by bobjanisdillon

Not a lot of people know this, butwhen dirt has wars with other dirt,they threaten to reduce each other to human being.They may even call each other human being –or (in a civilized conflict)they root through the internetto dig up … Continue reading →

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five short poems

Posted on May 12, 2022 by bobjanisdillon

The lake ice cracksSea monsters unseenSo it must be warmth in the air A poetic still life:a few pears, a plum, in a bowllight reaching the same through a window,and just out of the frame,a doleful unicorn. I know they … Continue reading →

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Santa update

Posted on May 12, 2022 by bobjanisdillon

Here’s the good news: Santa is not feeling under the weather.Really, there’s not much weather to be under. The Arctic Circleis strangely warm, today, the air lingers around like a shiftless,antiseptic winter doldrum in Florida. Santa, who reads the news,is … Continue reading →

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Summer poems are prolix

Posted on May 12, 2022 by bobjanisdillon

Summer poems are prolix, extending tendrilsof metaphor and alliterative allusion; opulentlythey reach out to the reader,to the supposed reader, to the deferential target –to anyone, really – and, carelessly, indulgently,to no one at all. Late summer poems get down,a bit, … Continue reading →

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Wenceslas Parker Looked Out

Posted on May 12, 2022 by bobjanisdillon

Wenceslas Parker looked out,At Half-time of the Spurs game,Wet and rainy all about,Wind speed nearly hurr’cane.Parker thanked his lucky stars,Twas’ Boxing day in Leicester,Work was closed, but not the bars,Doctor Who and Grantchester. When a poor man did alight,From the … Continue reading →

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The Unaccommodating

Posted on November 9, 2020 by bobjanisdillon

Your Monday Blessing: The Unaccommodating The 21st century will be the century of the unaccommodating. The earth will not fall in line with your procurement request. The ocean has not even read the listing on your beachfront property. The oil … Continue reading →

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FIRST

Posted on September 10, 2019 by bobjanisdillon

With these auspicious lines, the poet commences The earliest poem of the Australopithecus anamensis. Or were you first? Did those acuminated senses Place the objects of the world within your bars, And did that mouth of yours grunt out an … Continue reading →

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What Keeps Time?

Posted on August 22, 2017 by bobjanisdillon

What keeps time? Heartbeats steps a circle, pulled through its circumference a jar, beneath some papers, in a cupboard a tick a dinosaur, reshaped and reappraised rings on a tree waves, microwaves, and train goodbyes the folded hands of a … Continue reading →

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The Diner

Posted on July 10, 2017 by bobjanisdillon

The night before I got married, there was a diner. It was across the street from the motel where we were staying – where I was staying, and my friends, and a few various of my family, and the night … Continue reading →

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