The Ramingo’s Porch – “Oh No, Not Another Nature Poem” and “The Lake Isle of I’m Asleep” Two Poems By Ethan Goffman

Oh No, Not Another Nature Poem!

What more is there to say.

The hills are hilly

the grass is grassy

            and still inexplicable

as in Whitman’s day.

Leaves lie like litter, individual as snowflakes

each a jagged, textual miracle,

            woven, a brown blanket

            future fertilizer

            for new leaves of grass.

Occasional birds twitter

            a snatch of song

            a suite

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The Ramingo’s Porch – “Native Americans Return to the Suburbs” A Poem By Ethan Goffman

Native Americans Return to the Suburbs

Native Americans tread, creep, sprint, and leap
through America’s suburbs.

Rabbit nibbles incessantly on vast salad bowls,
breeds copiously on a million lawns,
watches nervously for enemies, Cat and Car,
feels a rush of adrenaline, strange joy as
she dashes into a thicket.

Rabbit suckles her babies,
loves them deeply, forgets them quickly,
remembers the centuries, lives in the now.

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The Ramingo’s Porch – “To A Dead Cat” A Poem By Ethan Goffman


To a Dead Cat

Your body lay crushed and broken in the street
one eyeball bulging out, floating atop a crimson crest.

In life you had been
sleek and black
a fleeting shadow
glimpsed from the window.

I called animal control
to come pick up your broken body
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