Everything has changed since then, and nothing has.
It still rains when the forecast says it won’t.
Hummingbirds still come to the oriole feeder.
The angel of history still hosts orgies of torture and murder.
Doors still open from both sides.
The abandoned buildings of defunct chain restaurants
are still converted into churches of obscure sects.
Cancer still kills young and old alike.
I still put drops in each eye first thing in the morning
as if there is still a chance of seeing all the light that remains.
–
Howie Good is a professor emeritus at SUNY New Paltz whose newest poetry book, The Dark, is available from Sacred Parasite, a Berlin-based publisher.
