From a few years ago. An exercise in Sapphics.

Old Friends

Pizza, pasta, strawberry shortcake, coffee:
Deb and I at Uno's on JFK for
dinner, conversation, and silly stories,
Wednesday at seven.


Outside, Cambridge bustles despite the rainfall
slapping Harvard, blackening traffick'd asphalt;
Deb says something funny and Jove responds with
thunderous laughter.


Friends we've been since Gorbachev and the Gipper,
since the days of Oliver North and Contras; --
storms we've weathered, worse than the one in Cambridge:
yes, we're survivors.


Now we've racked up eighty-eight years between us:
college kids were born after we left college!
Reagan's gone, and Morrissey's pushing sixty;
Chelsea's a matron.


In this age of mischievous politicians,
Debba's humor keeps me from going bonkers.
Heart, rejoice with gratitude at the blessing!
Friends are a treasure.

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Written on 2018-06-06 at 11:23

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
It is good that you are still friends. I have a theory that as you get older past memories move to a different part of the brain and become more vivid and accessible. I enjoyed reading this.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
We'll never have friends again like those we had during those times. College years, school years, and friendships who have survived the passage of time. What a wonderful poem to remind us of those days. The evils of that time seem so small compared to today's, but yes, Ollie's back and up to no good again. Enjoyed this very much.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Your good work with complex forms leads me to wonder how your poems would be (or, are) received in academia. I wonder what the trends are.

The first four words of this poem immediately reminded me of my sister, and her friends', jumprope rhymes. Little did they know they were on the verge of Sapphic Skip Rope.

Speaking of Old Friends, Ollie North is back. Lucky us.