Poems by Charles Webb
Post-Vacation Tristesse
... With the jade palms and sun-stroked beachesI can barely see through my scratched window ...
Enthusiasm
... "Screw him," I said, and grabbed every cowryI could find, hogged all the books I could ...
Blind
... I see Justice drop her scales, yank offHer blindfold, stand revealed--a monster-god ...
Giant Fungus
... orioles like sunspots shooting high,then dropping back to the green ...
Reservations Confirmed
... praying the winged ballpoint I'm strapped intowill write on Denver's runway, "Safe and Sound" ...
Silent Letters
... to see the earth as round,circling the sun in a universe ...
The Wife of the Mind
... Where, feeling like a hick, she studied French to compensate ...
Suitcase
... to see Mom in the "home," and save some boyhoodrelics before my sister gave them to Good Will ...
