Mr. Mandela's Walking Shoes

one pair 

walking shoes

some wear

 

November, 1963

a noonday sun
of Indian summer
and lasting memories

keening

keening of bagpipes/ 
on the White House lawn/

that lost autumn

shining brightly

A flame
upon a hilltop

shining brightly




 

I once had a comrade

I once had a comrade

and again I do

for eternity

Parade Rest

Files of tombstones
at a military cemetery
parade rest

Revolution's End

To the Finland Station --
they rush
to strike a deal -- for iPhones