Poems by Julie Geanakakis and Doug Holder
A Short Notice to Quit
(A Love Note to Loveless Landleeches)
Every step could be measured by the Golden Rule
in this Age of Iron
where mint-struck hearts,
petrified for profit
do unto others as they will
turning out tenants whose coppers
as rents rise
and the still silent earth
into colonies of capital
where workers mine
their bodies worth
of ore for cold
where they will
A Dog Stalking A Squirrel In Harvard Yard
How much academic distance is there?
We are riveted
as much as the dog.
Cunningly watching the innocent mastication of his prey
the lethal, studied steps
inching closer to the object of his blood lust.
We make it a point
to loudly tell each other
how we want this little, furry, gray
creature to escape
the trap of his jaws...
But don't we protest a bit too much?