Author: Elizabeth Robin

A humorous friend of mine writes a blog called “Life on the May.” You can visit it here:

http://lifeonthemay.com/lost-and-found-3/

Today she posted her thoughts about socks in “Lost and Found.”

I’m thrilled to say, she included my poem, “a simple pleasure.”

If you’ve ever mourned the loss of a sock, you’ll get it!

I see an acid-washed Emma Lazarus

at the base of a weeping statue

of a lady in distress

she wields a rolling pin

that flattens a pasty white dough

pushing out, popping errant bubbles

of brown and black and yellow

scattered by her tears

 

she watches helplessly

as children tumble backward

arms flailing

or handcuffed

palms pressed together

in supplication

 

new scribbles overlay that iconic poetry

messages of judgment, censure

nationalism, generalization

advertising only white space

 

the awful blankness on a statuary base

spawns a dead, negative void

 

a fresh meme for the world-weary

resurrecting the old order

 

©Elizabeth Robin