Poems of the Week

Fringe Benefits

by Marshall Begel

“A British IT worker who has been on sick leave since 2008 sued IBM
for not giving him a pay raise during the time he was off work.”
Insider

From my point of view, my raise is past due,
And not just for grace and goodwill.
For though it is true that there’s nothing I do,
It’s done with exceptional skill!

The Pricey Goatherd

by Julia Griffin

(with thanks to Rodgers & Hammerstein)

“Firefighting goats could be furloughed due to California employment law
Targeted grazing is part of California’s strategy to reduce wildfire risk because goats can eat
a wide variety of vegetation, including on steep, rocky terrain that’s hard for others to access. …
But new state labor regulations are making it more expensive to provide goat-grazing services,
and herding companies say the rules threaten to put them out of business. … The goat-grazing industry
is pushing the state legislature to approve legislation that would treat goatherds the same as shepherds.
A bill to do so hasn’t yet received a public hearing.”
The Guardian

High on a hill sits a furloughed goatherd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo:
Such is the will of a legal dotard.
Hey ee who will pay ee is it you?

Goats kept the fire from the crops (bean, oat, urd)
They ee night and day ee cropped the dry grass through;
Now, though, the prices will soar per goatherd:
Vae ee poor CA ee you should sue.

Not OK ee, folks’ll say ee
“Goats away ee, sheep can stay ee”—
So just pray ee for delay ee
Modal yodel internodal
Boo!

Obscenely Conspicuous Consumption

by Philip Kitcher

“Record number of lighthouses being offered to the public during 2023 ‘Lighthouse Season'”
GSA.gov

The overweening might of GPS
has made irrelevant this potent tower.
We offer you a waterfront address
to help the world appreciate your power.

Nighttime will bring distractions to amuse
your visitors, when you fire up the tip,
flash herky-jerky signals to confuse
the maidens on some passing pleasure-ship.

Here you will satisfy your deep desires
in showing off your fully-moated palace,
(at least, till vulgar jealousy inquires
what it is like to live inside a phallus.)

Tina Turner’s Shoes

by Allison Joseph

When Cher came to see Tina
They laughed and laughed and laughed.
Two high-heeled, sequined divas
With fans and autographs,
They dazzled us with music
In movies and on stage,
Defying all those critics
Who mock a woman’s age.
Survivors of the seventies,
Two queens with legs for days,
They laughed at all the memories
And all their diva ways.
And when Cher left her bedside
A pair of shoes to bless her.
We all deserve such lifts!

Quantemplations

by Alex Steelsmith

“In the future, fine-tuning nature’s quantum properties could enable researchers to develop
therapeutic devices that are noninvasive, remotely controlled and accessible with a mobile phone.
Electromagnetic treatments could potentially be used to prevent and treat disease, such as
brain tumors…”

The Conversation

Happily, hopefully,
quantum biology
might give your cell phone new
whistles and bells,

changing the future of
cytotechnology;
cell phones are perfect for
managing cells.

Ding!

by Clyde Always

“A man in Louisville, Kentucky, is facing an assault charge after shooting his roommate
“in the ass” during a fight about eating their last Hot Pocket, officials said.”
CNN

Over a Hot Pocket—that’s why I shot ‘im.
Soon as I’d dunnit, I knew I’d hit bottom.

Fatal Distraction

by Philip Kitcher

A Speaker’s Prayer on the Eve of a Compromise

Since I plainly lack talent for wheeling and dealing,
Please be merciful Lord, and dissolve the debt ceiling.

Though the chasm between us continues to widen,
Shed your grace on my marathon sessions with Biden.

Even if they succeed, I shall have to explain
Why I haven’t inflicted the maximum pain.

I’m condemned to the fate each conservative hates,
Going mano-a-mano with Gosar and Gaetz.

Then there’s Marjorie Greene, whom I’ve pledged to adore,
Who will spurn me for breaking the oath that I swore.

Please distract her, dear Lord!  Start a nuclear war.

Home at Last

by Steven Kent

“Tucker Carlson is out at Fox News but welcome on Russian TV
The ousted anchor was offered work by state-run news channels in Moscow
that echo much of his conspiratorial rhetoric on the war in Ukraine.”
NBC News

The bosses told me, “Hire Tucker C;
Those liberals in the West all want to flay him.”
Before, he gladly pled our cause for free,
But darn it, now we’re gonna have to pay him!

Growing Optimism*

by Alex Steelsmith

“Scientists can now obtain electricity from a living plant.”
—National Geographic

Happily,
scientists
show we might
get

perfectly
natural
power plants
yet.

*Welcome to Light‘s first-ever single dactyl! (We’re pretty sure it’s the world’s first, too.)
For Alex Steelsmith’s guide to this spin on the tried-and-true double dactyl, click here.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

by Julia Griffin

For Tam

“A life-sized bust of the King has been made from more than 17 litres (3.7 gallons) of melted chocolate
ahead of his coronation. … Miniature bars of Snickers, Mars, Twix, Milky Way, Galaxy and Bounty were among
those used to decorate the model. … The bust is set to go on display at the firm’s headquarters in Slough.”
BBC News

In fond anticipation of the Day,
The nation’s rapt, declaring Chocs Away!
Let’s hear it for this Slough of sweet Delight,
Inspiring patriotic appetite!
This is no time for sneery Snickering:
No longer on the shelf, HM the King
Shows, through this tastefullest of avatars,
An air of Bounty, and an eye like Mars.

Three Quarters of a Million Buys Some Hard Truth

by Chris O’Carroll

“Every fraud claim I was asked to investigate was false.”
Ken Block, founder of Simpatico Software Systems,
a company to which the Trump campaign paid $750,000
in a bid to substantiate its election fraud fabrications

It wasn’t rigged, he wasn’t robbed,
Those claims all proved untrue.
He didn’t want to know he was
A loser, but he knew.

Where’s the Logic?

by Mike Mesterton-Gibbons

“The local authority has introduced… £100 fines for anyone using a metal detector [on Cleethorphes Beach in England]. …
[The general secretary of the National Council for Metal Detecting]… believes the objection is that detectorists dig holes,
which he said were usually only a few inches deep and should be filled afterwards. ‘I said to them ‘What about sandcastles,
kids burying their dad
in the sand—have you banned that as well?’ And they said ‘No no no, that’s fine’. … Where’s the logic?'”
The Guardian

When Cleethorpes’ tide was low, detectorists
Hung out and looked for treasure in the sand,
Extracting coins for archaeologists’
Researches. But their digging is now banned.
Enthusiasts are puzzled by this move,
Since little holes are classified as bad,
Though bureaucrats are happy to approve
Holes big enough to bury all your dad—
Except his nose. How can a lesser pit
Leave greater damage? Where’s the logic for
Officialdom that’s willing to permit
Great trenches but bans peepholes on the shore? …
Is metal buried somewhere not too deep
Concealing secrets someone needs to keep?

Intoxicated Masculinity

by Alex Steelsmith

“[A]lcohol may negatively affect hormone levels including testosterone…
Excess alcohol intake …will lower your testosterone levels.”
Verywellfit

“’[T]otal testosterone’ [often called ‘total T’] is the grand total of all the hormone
available in the bloodstream.”
Gainswave.com

Higgledy-swiggledy
guzzling intoxicants
hobbles libido, the
experts agree.

Thus they might summarize,
epigrammatically:
Being teetotal can
boost total T.

Yak Snack Pack

by Ruth S. Baker

“[Curds of Nepali yaks’ milk] are strained in cloth bags and pressed under weights to remove
as much whey as possible before being sent to the village below to be made into churpi (or chhurpi),
a dried snack … Selling churpi as a dog chew created a profitable new market that has also solved
the problem of excess milk going to waste as demand fluctuates.”
The Guardian

For dogs who are bitey or slurpy,
Behold, a delicious new chew!
We’re calling it churpi (or chhurpi):
That goes for the retailers too.