Losing control
as one grows old
could be divine.
A hoarder’s ecstatic
Zen trick
into letting go.
Hades ransacked
Zeus stripped of bolts
& tossed from Olympus.
I can feel the godshine
the older I get
Except for the drooling.
Weekly Poem: If Only
August 19, 2013
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Art Goodtimes was the founding poetry editor of Earth First! Journal (1981-1991) and poetry co-editor of Wild Earth (1991-2000). Presently he serves as Poet Laureate of the Western Slope (named at the Karen Chamberlain Poetry Festival in Carbondale, Colorado in 2010). He has edited the Mountain Gazette’s "Way of the Mountain" poetry page, and is currently poetry editor for Fungi magazine. His first book was Embracing the Earth (Homeward Press, Berkeley, 1984) and his most recent As If the World Really Mattered (La Alameda Press, Albuquerque, 2007). His new book, Looking South to Lone Cone, is expected out from Western Eye Press this year.
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