Symphony of Worms by Howie Good
Life here is dangerous. Even the body eventually turns hostile toward its only occupant. Look at me, a symphony crawling with worms. Stay up late enough you can feel the dark begin to vibrate. The I Ching advises, “Wait in the meadow,� meaning caring for the cow will bring luck. Please do it no later than next week. We might want to go walking, skating, sledding, etc., through Manhattan while following the directions of a map of London just because we can.
Howie Good is the author of more than a dozen poetry collections, including most recently Beautiful Decay from Another New Calligraphy and Fugitive Pieces from Right Hand Pointing Press. Accompanying photo by [AndreasS]