anniversary poem 2019
my daughter’s birthday is come around
again sometimes I think it’s probably
better she succumbed to her own demons
(though she claimed they weren’t her own)
for if she’d lived how could she endure our
present demonic days? nato/nafta threats
threat to her british birthland – climate
catastrophe plus human greed and need
gobbling up life on this puny pleasurable
planet – worst of all thousands of lost kids
unnamed even but maybe I underestimate
her – I bet her fury would be up she’d be
fighting here beside us all to preserve
each other, our commonality, our world
©2018 Jacqueline Jackson
This article appears in Jan 24-30, 2019.
