• 326: An Event In Santa Fe

    by Rudolph Tenenbaum

    An event in Santa Fe.
    The grand opening of a cafe.

    The sign of a goose is above.
    The manager looks like a bum.

    No food. No drink.
    They invite us…to think!

    We are anxious to make a call.
    We are anxious to shop at the mall.

    Our printer requires new ink.
    But we think we might try to think.

    We arrive in a thoughtful mood.
    No drink. No food.

    Not even a tiny fig.
    But our thoughts our big.

    We reflect on life and on death,
    On the sky’s infinite depth,

    And on humans’ eternal strife,
    And, of course, on the meaning of life.

    We are anxious to make a call.
    We are anxious to shop at the mall.

    Our printer requires new ink.
    But we think we had better think.

    To us even building a fence
    Will make little sense

    Without knowing why
    We live and die.

    We decide to ignore the fuss.
    Of the time remaining to us

    We are trying to make good use
    While time’s cooking our goose.

    posted to Cedar Street Times on June 28, 2013

    Topics: Young Writers' Corner

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