memoirs, art and fragments by Thomas Milner

Waiting for Sandy

The city braces itself

Battens down

And waits

Fearing the tide surge

When Sandy hits

He worries

His campaign flounders in

Wall Street awash

His concern is visible.

 

Meanwhile safe in Ohio

They make hay

While the sun shines

He urges them with repulsive lips

He nets them into expeditionary war

He can’t believe his luck

Another ignoramus

In the White House

 

Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight

Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene

I’ll see you in my dreams

 

Sometimes I live in the country

Sometimes I live in town

Sometimes I have a great notion

To jump into the river and drown

 

Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight

Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene

I’ll see you in my dream

(American folksong)

PORTRAIT of IRENE – PAINTING by THOMAS MILNER

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