two poems in a day – michael jarmer

#579: Jill

I couldn’t get back to sleepso I just got up super early, made coffee, sat for 20 minutesof breathing in and out, trying to calm the hamsters, later realizing I had forgottenmy meds two days in a row,and mad at myself for not being more vigilant, I thoughtabout mortality, mine, and I thoughtabout Jill. BeforeContinue reading “#579: Jill”

#570: Drum Lessons

Ringo Starr, one of the greatest drummers in the world, has admittedto not being able to do a double-stroke roll. I’ve seen children in YouTubevideos who are better drummers thanI will ever be. I don’t like these drummers. My son is a better rudimental drummer than I will ever be. How come? He worked aContinue reading “#570: Drum Lessons”

#568: A Preemptive Poem For My Colonoscopy With Apologies to OK Go

I have taken my first dose of sodium, potassium, and magnesium sulfate, all thesulfates, sulfate, sulfate, sulfate, and I willsoon be indisposed, but before thenI am listening to the new OK Gowith the recommended follow updose of 32 ounces of water andthe poem that would be impossibleto write from a toilet. This is goodmusic, andContinue reading “#568: A Preemptive Poem For My Colonoscopy With Apologies to OK Go”

#560: No Birds

It’s good to be home. Alone for a few dayswhile my wife and sondrive back from SoCal. Imagine a housewith no one in it. Imagine a back yardwith no people in it. The music back there. Bees buzz now that Springhas sprung, and that thingwe bought, chimes in the wind. I’m lying. There may beContinue reading “#560: No Birds”