Selected Poems of Arlen Riley Wilson

To the Persian Gulf: Thanks

Thank you for reminding me I live in a world
no longer home
To any of the seventy thousand
counted by the Red Cross/Crescent
Dead babies, with such parents, playmates,. siblings, elders
As were incidental to a thing called victory.

Both sides
were claiming victory today. I had forgotten that I live here
in this multiracial residential club that howls with glee
as members kill its members.

I must have joined. There is
No protocol for resignation. So cheers and here's to heroism
All around.

Surrounded as I am in this small corner by the
Kindness and intelligence of deviates I almost had forgotten
How it is, but thanks to this reminder
you can bet
I won't forget again.



An Easter Song
Poem Beginning With a Line from Horace
To the Tune of Derry Air
On almost deciding that
it's too bad prefrontal lobotomies
are out of style especially for mothers
Hymn to the Democratic Party
Announcement 1969
For a Ladies's Magazine

Holistic Remedy
Our Lady of Outer Space
Is The Body of My Enemy my Enemy?
Save Your Breath
To the Persian Gulf: Thanks
Old Woman on the Beach
Quiet Lady

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