Two Poems

By Gary Beck

Brief Bereavement

The creatures of nature

do not brood long

when some are subtracted.

Short-term memory

shields the ephemeral

from the anguish of loss.

Super Highway

The lights from cars, trucks, buses

pierce the night highway,

birthing us kin a moment or two

with other estranged drivers,

as we race past foreign vehicles,

intent on unknown places,

in a land that dispossesses us.

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