Chuck Taylor, mysticpoetics@gmail.com
Political Action Tanka
Months you haven’t worked.
Demonstrators march through the
streets. Statues could go.
Why not melt them down, sell the
metal, buy something to eat?
Chuck Taylor, mysticpoetics@gmail.com
Cities
for El Paso
A city you can love like a woman
You are entranced by the pulsing of her arteries
The stars overhead are her eyes
and the mountains to the east her luscious tresses
She is new to you and you wish to make love
to this city all the time
The words you hear in her galleries suggest
the way to hold her in your arms
Remember how you were once in love
and wrote poem after poem?
Other cities you have loved
but this is like first love
There have been no fights with this city
and you’re so in love
you don’t see the potholes or the politics
all your life you have moved
from city to city seeking bread and love
and in the end you have had your quarrels
but each city made you happy
You will remember this poem
This poem is marked for you
Refer to it when you lose faith
Cities make you happy
