Anthropocene

They stole beets
from our field.

There’s scent of
blood in the barn
where someone
hung my prize
hog upside down
on a hook with
its neck slit.

Whole village
angry, spitting
at me (widow
hasn’t left her
house in years
only one who’s
willing to talk).

Mayor’s men
walk into house
uninvited then
threaten family
must go along
with fearsome
Nazi screed.

But new hay
gives us hope.

Why Did It Take Grendel So Long?

7 months into COVID
sequester, for 1st time
Gerry’s truly aware
you are wishing such
were thus otherwise

that I really do miss,
(not able to be there),
watching grandson
number 4’s virginal
pony cart ride fun.

Boudin

Cajun cuisine
inside blood
sausage skin

unique blend
of rice, meat
plus spices’

closely-guarded
secret sauce for
black pudding

makers: wars
are often fought
for so much less.