By Claire Frankel
Sunday morning
only the roosters are crowing
a few cars blaring
blasphemous music
then quiet again
The most brilliant sunshine
In the world
flooding the mountain tops
like a laser
in the Pilot’s eye
revealing every dry leaf
Trees huddled for safety
No rain for weeks
Oh humans
and your global warming!
Hot
Hot hot
Hot hot hot.
For more than 40 years Claire Frankel supported herself in Information Technology, mostly by designing computer databases and managing teams of Data Modelers. She is thankful for the opportunity to submit her poems here.
She has been writing poetry, since she learned what a poem was (about 60 years ago) and recently started publishing them. Her first published poem, ‘Deskbound’ appeared in Oberon Magazine in 2019. Her first chapbook, “Working Woman Poetry” was published by the gracious Leah Huete de Maines of the Finishing Line Press in October 2020.Also during Covid, she published a second chapbook “Plague Year Poetry,” and one of her Covid poems was included in the on-line journal of the Writer’s Institute of Albany,New York, sponsored by William Kennedy (“Ironweed,” “Legs,” etc.).
