Digging for Sanity Post 9/11


Pre-Bush, in the days

of Clinton, when

the economy was good

and terrorism


was still

something that happened

somewhere else, government

cheese was plenty


and given

generously by those

who could to those

who needed.


Then –  the toxic epidemic

of mediated selfishness

pushed back the man-made

construct of hope

for us all. The real


promise of America:

safety nets and ladders

in all states.



This is Poem #14 from the  Poem (almost) Everyday Project. Starting in mid-January 2016, I decided for one year to wake mornings and write a poem before my first cup of coffee on each day that I didn’t teach. I was working part-time then, so in the end I wrote 241 poems.  These are second drafts of  those pieces copied directly from my journal with minimal editing from their “vomit draft” state.


I appreciate your feedback as these poems are not “finished” yet, and I intend to go back into many of them in the future.