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21 April, 2018: Managing


by Daniel Gallik


Forage.  That’s what the naturalist
usually says, but Melody
had another idea.  She was telling me
to gaze, and maybe I would see
something good to think about
and possibly take into my life.
I noticed that I seemed
to listen to her.  But I also
noticed that I did not do what
she told me to do.  Then,
I thought I was only lazy
in this senior aged world I was put
in, that I had given up my ambitions,
that I should lay dormant
in my bed until a new life came.

“Managing” by Daniel Gallik. © Daniel Gallik, 2017. Used by permission of the author.
Daniel Gallik has had poetry and stories published by Hawaii Review, Parabola, Nimrod, Limestone, The Hiram Poetry Review, Aura and Whiskey Island and in hundreds of online journals. His novel, A Story of Dumb Fate, is available at Gallik is a person with a brain injury that happened 21 years ago. His disabilities concern forgetfulness, an inability to learn names, walking with a limp and an inability to learn and retain difficult knowledge. His wife took notes on his recovery, and the book with his reactions to his loss is titled Head Case. Gallik is currently working on a novel titled Little Queries, concerning the sad/happy life of a bachelor.


Recall a scene of bullying from sometime in your life, from childhood till now. Describe it in specific details and try to realize something about it now that you did not understand before.

Betty Kovacs

Neither a vegetable nor flower gardener am I
so concern for weeds just pass me by.

The lawn would be just mud and moss
if the weeds weren't top boss.

We try for a perfect carpet in
the front yard
but growing a flawless lawn is just too hard.

From afar, the lawn looks neat and green
but looking closely, weeds can be seen.

Crabgrass and Goose Grass are a few varieties I know
and since they are green anyway, I just let them grow.
4/21/2018 5:40:37 PM

N. K. Hasen
Where Is The Bully

Head down; don’t notice
Walk quickly to class
All eyes seem to bore silently behind
In own world, not aware of others
Quiet, shy, no stopping to chat
Silence is the bully at school
Or could it be fearful imagination
Of what others thinking
That is the bully lurking in the back of mind instead
4/21/2018 4:36:01 PM

James Lawless
Slime-hung and barnacled
(Thank you Elizabeth Bishop)

On the west coast of Portugal,
several abandoned row boats,
with their sides busted,
lay soggy from the morning
tide, not refreshed but sodded.
Still, capturing a moment.

On the east coast of Ireland,
dozens of boats of all sizes,
stalled in the mud
after the tide receded,
looking some how fit,
but anchored by dreck.

Jim Lawless
April 8, 2018
4/21/2018 10:27:04 AM

READ + WRITE: 30 Days of Poetry is a collaboration between Cuyahoga County Public Library and poet Diane Kendig. Our thanks go to Diane and the poets of Northeast Ohio who allowed us to share their poetry.