Xealous

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090522

XEALOT

On the planet Xebulon, a robot,
come-to-life, looks on with wonder
at the Xebulese magnificence of lands
and seas, and aches to share
the wondrous news of the planet’s
wondrous views; aches to share
(from dawn-till-dusk and dusk-till-dawn)
news of planet Xebulon.


TALENT OR NO

To write a poem about a day
is redundantly redundant.

The day is a poem.
The writing is a poem.
The poet is a poem;
talent or no talent.


090501

NEWBORN

Eighty, sure.
Or ninety, or a hundred.
Any time’s a good time
to start the life you’ve neglected.
No time like the present.


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