Yeah, we may be kind of political for the next couple of weeks.
CHRIS WALLACE: You will meet two men. One always lies. One sort of tells the truth. I can’t tell you which is which because I work for Fox.
KRISTEN WELKER: [to Wallace] I got this. [to candidates]: Who would your opponent tell me to vote for?
BOTH CANDIDATES: Donald Trump.
WALLACE: I told you they were inscrutable.
WELKER: [serious side-eye]
TRUMP [internal monologue]: Nailed it!
Happy Labor Day from the Poetry Crisis Line!
From “Eyes Fastened with Pins” by Charles Simic
JERRY (COUNSELOR): Poetry Crisis Line, what is your emergency?
SIMIC (CALLER): How much death works,
JERRY: I heard he’s not proud.
SIMIC: No one knows
JERRY: That’s just what I’ve heard.
SIMIC: what a long day he puts in.
JERRY: He’s been putting in overtime lately.
SIMIC: The little wife always alone ironing death’s laundry.
JERRY: Really?
SIMIC: The beautiful daughters setting death’s supper table.
JERRY: Strange. I heard he was a great equalizer.
If all poems were limericks:
“The Man He Killed” by Thomas Hardy
Had he and I met by an inn,
we might have drunk whiskey and gin.
I shot him instead
and now that he’s dead
I wonder what else might have been.
May the Fourth be with you
Read the rest of “May Day” by Phillis Levin here.
From “Work Song” by Joshua Mehigan
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