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Robert Lee Brewer



the problem

brother says guns are dangerous
but mother blames the people
& father blames god
as sister falls in love with a soldier
who wishes he could stay a little longer
because he doesn’t read or write letters



a quick note for my translator

these words i leave you are black cats
criss crossing paths
                                              broken mirrors
ladders under which you must walk

i apologize for the salt
on the floor
                               my lack of shoulders
wood i burned before you could knock



style

i don’t shift anymore
but i always return



off with their heads

she said the chickens
                               would be fine
once they had a chance to die



i’m losing my head again

over you again
at night again
against my will again
because of a song again
& wanting to tell you again
but losing my nerve again
because i’ve failed again
& again
& again



Robert Lee Brewer is author of Solving the World’s Problems (Press 53) and editor of Poet’s Market (Writer’s Digest Books). He loves to read and write poetry. Find him on Twitter @RobertLeeBrewer.
 
 
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2 Comments:

Blogger Cressida de Nova said...

All good !The last one is a cracker of a poem...very Aussie in character...losing things, repeating things,failing at things,being nervous when the bush master is about...you would slot in Down Under faster than a rat up a drain pipe.Thank you for all the April prompts. Until next time..cheers and say g'day to your Mum !

7:12 PM  
Blogger Sara McNulty said...

My favorite is the note to your translator. Clever, witty writing.

1:10 PM  

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