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Poems of the Week
WEEK OF JUNE 9
And the Losers Are…?
by Bruce Bennett
Musk and Trump. Trump and Musk.
Fighting now from dawn to dusk.
Who will win? Who will lose?
A plague on both! It’s hard to choose.
An Inaccurate Reading
by Thomas Germana
“We were actually governed by complete morons.”
—J.D. Vance, at the American Compass Fifth Anniversary Gala
It really is a joy to see
Such unembellished honesty.
I think that Vance has raised the bar—
Oh wait, he said we “were,” not “are.”
Trading Our Future
by Marshall Begel
“DeSantis signs bill recognizing gold, silver coins as legal tender in Florida”
—NBC
We passed these monetary laws
here in the Sunshine State
to safeguard people’s wealth because
it soon will be too late.
When US treasuries go bust
and credit’s a nonstarter,
those precious metals in our trust
will set us up to barter.
Relieved
by Alex Steelsmith
“North Dakota promises flush toilets at historic sites… replacing pit toilets…”
—The Associated Press
Happily, snappily,
students of history
thank North Dakota for
upgrading its
antediluvian
toilet facilities.
Primitive outhouses?
Those were the pits.
The Mind Reels
by Steven Kent
“Ryan Reynolds has pitched an ‘R-rated’ Star Wars. What would that look like?”
—The Guardian
Imagine Leia giving in
To Jabba: gross, unclean!
Where does he end and she begin?
(He’s fat as Tatooine.)
For such a scene there’s no excuse;
Her Alderaan identity
Demands that Disney not produce
This Hutterite obscenity.
Senator Inglorious
by Dan Campion
“Joni Ernst Tries to Go MAGA”
—The New York Times
Poor Joni gave tough talk a try
But is no Trump or Corleone.
Her “Well, we all are going to die”
Came off as schoolmarm, not Roy Cohn.
Alas, she made things ten times worse
By dissing the tooth fairy, whom
Her tone gave hints might place a curse
On every town hall heckler’s tomb.
Old Roman officers, at court,
Were honored with a laurel wreath.
Our fallen age sees Joni sport
A necklace strung with lost milk teeth.
Zero Gravitas
by Stephen Gold
“Trump bars Elon Musk’s preferred candidate from becoming head of NASA.”
—The Times
A spaceman has been thwarted,
His future’s looking grim.
The mission’s been aborted,
And there’s no space for him.
An alien has landed
To terrorize D.C.
And loftily commanded,
“LET ONE STAR SHINE HERE!! ME!!”
The Orange Colossus
by Timothy Steele
(After Emma Lazarus, with some of her words)
Matron of Exiles, by the golden door,
Our Lady welcomes still the tired and poor.
But agents of the government now track
The refugee and turn the migrant back
While, in DC, a brazen giant stands
And holds aloft a sand wedge, and commands,
“Bring me those skilled in treachery and stealth,
Your crypto barons yearning after wealth.”
Chili Con Carnage
by Julia Griffin
“Trump lashes out over viral TACO meme.”
—ABC News
Quit, little man, your crazy rambling,
Undermining, risking wars:
Everyone’s aware you’re gambling
Safety (ours) for profit (yours),
Adding daily dodgy profit;
Debt’s for all non-billionaires.
Increase benefits? Come off it!
Look beyond your stocks and shares.
Lively times for inside trade;
Attorneys wait. But they’re afraid.
Teaching: crushed with open, hidden,
Or pre-emptive censorship;
Research: finds itself forbidden:
Trounce the Ivies! Wield the whip!
Ignorance makes expertise
Leave its posts, and grabs them too;
Learning shrinks to your decrees
Alone. God help us! (God’s not you.)
Give for all true allies and for
Us some hope of acts not dumb –
A handshake we won’t ask a land for.
Clue us in on what’s to come
About Ukraine! No good, I fear.
Melania—is she still here,
Outsourcing effort every way,
Looting the job (her words come dear),
Escaping work that does not pay?
Spite against any who’ve objected;
Anger at any who oppose;
Lying (an art you’ve long perfected):
Same skill-set, never altered, shows
Again. Meanwhile, the whole world knows:
Trumpists cut healthcare, aid, and schooling:
All can be sick, or dumb, or dead.
Clear as the next Pam Bondi ruling,
Out go our rights. Now watch this spread.
Macrocosmique
by Iris Herriot
“Emmanuel Macron says video of wife pushing him shows them ‘joking around’.”
—The Guardian
That was no “pushing” from Brigitte:
We joked around; she chanced to clutch me.
Voilà l’amour, so bittersweet!
At least my wife can bear to touch me.
Quackademia
by Stephen Gold
“Harvard fires professor of honesty for ‘being dishonest'”
—The Times
Honesty is always best,
Right-thinking folks agree.
It’s something I have long professed
(Just look at my C.V.)
But honesty is also hard,
On which I now reflect,
As, hoisted by my own petard,
I see my record wrecked.
“Do exactly as I say”
Is sound advice, it’s true,
But even wiser words to weigh
Are “Don’t do as I do.”
Russian to Conclusions
by Paul Lander
Vlad drones on with war.
Trump claims Putin’s nutso. Nope:
Putin’s still disPutin’.
And You Thought Cables and Traveler’s Checks Were Dead
by Christopher Scribner
“Secretary of State Marco Rubio… issued a cable to all U.S. Embassies and Consular agencies
[ordering pauses on interviews for student visa applications] ‘until further guidance is issued septel…’
‘Septel’ is State Dept. shorthand for ‘separate telegram.'”
—UPI
They know Signal cannot be trusted,
so the Cabinet opts to assess
the relative merits of using
Morse code or the Pony Express,
since the carrier pigeons are busy,
and carving a petroglyph’s hard,
and Rubio’s run out of minutes
on his MCI long-distance card.
The Vatican’s hogging smoke signals,
and it’s dangerous firing a flare,
and semaphore’s use has been flagging,
while drumming’s too devil-may-care.
It’s safest to issue a cable
and hope its transmission won’t jam.
Their backup’s a pantomime gesture
and if that should fail—Candy-gram!