Arlene Corwin Poetry

Four Airplane Two Train Crashes Later

Four airplane/ two train crashes later

– All within some days –

One says,

“Oh God,

Dear God,

My God,”

And other

Ways to utter

Doomsday fears

Which utterances

Point to, lead to

Searchings of and for a soul

That’s you.

And still,

The people fumble, stumble, mumble,

While the people ought to watch themselves,

But don’t.

© Four Airplane Two Train Crashes Later 9.16.2008

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Birth, Death & In Between; Our Times, Our Culture;

Arlene Corwin