Two Poems By Tim Suermondt

The shrimp paste colored moon
is intently watching an older woman
on her balcony cutting fruit
with a profound precision—she could
do it blindfolded. She’s as much
a part of history as any general ever was.
The blue house across the street
has somehow gotten bluer, blue as the sea
where the freighters sit, awaiting orders.

These days, in this era, I’ll take
good luck wherever I find it.
Which is why I’m waiting for the ladybug
who’s landed on a man’s head,
a woman’s breast and the rim of a tuba
on her way to my hand, where I’ll cup
her with both before gently flicking her
out into the sky to spread her good luck
as far as she can, doing the heroic work
brief lives often do. Surely, things will
be a little better, nobler then. Surely.

Tim Suermondt is the author of five full-length collections of poems, the latest Josephine Baker Swimming Pool from MadHat Press, 2019. He has published in Poetry, Ploughshares, Prairie Schooner, The Georgia Review, The Galway Review, Bellevue Literary Review, Stand Magazine, december magazine, On the Seawall, Poet Lore and Plume, among many others. He lives in Cambridge (MA) with his wife, the poet Pui Ying Wong.

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