Poems by Mark Prudowski
Two new poems by Mark Prudowski (poetry, ’09) appear online at the poetry blog On Barcelona.
The radio says sequestration before sunriseso that the soft vowels and hard que alliterationput in my mind equestrian, thoughanother part knows it for an accretion of cuts.People are losing their jobs. In an interesting twista public defender lays himself off rather thana less senior beneath him. That from his mouthI hear the poor can’t get a fair shake is not thus ironic.
If not forever, hasn’t this been true for an awfully long time?
Three cheers for those who still give a damn,
by which I mean actually do something about it.
Like the torturer’s horse, I just want
relief for the itch on my ass.
I obey the bit and bridle.
The alternative is just too damn hard.